Between medicine and firearms, as well as renaissance faires and sci fi/comic cons, I’ve attended a lot of conventions (both mundane and otherwise) in my time. One of the biggest things on many people’s minds at any sort of con is the food — where to find it, what sort will be available, how much it will cost, and what the quality will be.
Where a con is located will have a major impact on the availability of food. If located at a downtown convention center, all sorts of restaurants will be within a few minutes walk, while most renaissance fairs are located in more rural locations, so the faire food is all there is. The Kentucky Expo Center is fairly isolated, with nothing within walking distance.
Yesterday, while wandering the halls of the Kentucky Expo Center while it was still mostly empty, I saw a variety of food trucks and other food booths. I’m not certain how they’ll stand up to the onslaught of the tens of thousands expected through the doors over the weekend, but they’re well-spaced throughout the center, provide a good variety of choices (from Mexican to bbq, sandwiches to salads, and a few other more uncommon options, as well), and don’t seem to be exorbitantly expensive.
So far, I can wholeheartedly recommend Lil’ Orbits donuts. They’re tiny donuts, freshly-made and rolled in cinnamon sugar. They’re so light and fluffy and just melt in your mouth.
The one food truck that I wish was here was one that I saw broken down on the side of the freeway last night. It said on the side, “Waffles Worth Dying For!” and was called something along the lines of “Bacon Waffle Truck”. After we’d gone by, I kept wanting to go back and rescue it and bring it to the NRAAM with us.
At this time, all that I am allowed to say is a “minor non-derogatory remark that acknowledges my appearance” on Gun Gurus.
Ok. There. That’s minor and definitely non-derogatory.
Oh. And both Mr. Schreier and Mr. Supica are very cool.
And in which I find out that I’m no better than any other fan-girl out there…
I just got a call from NRA HQ in Virginia. My submission to the Gun Gurus, to bring a firearm for them to oogle the Thursday of NRAAM in Louisville got chosen! I get to dig my daddy’s shotgun, given to him when he was just a tyke, to take with me to show off to them.
I am seriously dancing around the house and *squeeeeeeeee*ing!
I have to say that a muchly re-written angry letter to the “contact us” form of Summa Health System produced amazing results. And I would be remiss in not applauding them for stepping up and doing the right thing.
In 2015, I had individual (not group) insurance, so I spent much of the year discussing with medical entities the need to resubmit claims to the proper address. I tried to stay on top of these things, but apparently one slipped through the cracks.
I arrived home one day last week to find a letter from a collections agency for 2 (not just one, but TWO) separate bills from LabCare Plus from July of last year. When I called the LabCare Plus number to discuss it, I was told that it was my fault, that they’d submitted it once, that they wouldn’t do it again, that I needed to have my insurance company call them before they’d do anything, and that they wouldn’t remove it from collections regardless.
It took me almost 3 hours on the phone, and at least an hour with my insurance company sitting on the phone with me attempting to talk with LabCare Plus. They insisted that they’d sent me several bills initially, but that they “didn’t send out bills that were past-due” and that they “just sent them to collections”. Even though the gentleman from my insurance company assured them that they would be paid if they just resubmitted the bills, they refused to take it back from collections until it had been paid.
Because of this, I wrote my angry letter. I received a phone call yesterday from someone fairly high up at Summa Health. She could not apologize enough times for how poorly I was treated. They have forgiven the entire debt and will not even bill my insurance company at this point, and they have removed it from the collection company.
While LabCare Plus apparently needs their craniorectal inversion fixed, I can’t say enough in favor of Summa Health.
My team won!
It may have been a few (*cough* *cough* or more than just a few) years since I was a student at Villanova, but I still pull for them every spring when March Madness comes around. Kinda tough around the family home, given that both of my brothers went to Xavier, and my parents are preferential to Xavier, too, but if the Musketeers aren’t involved, they’ll all cheer for my Wildcats.
That was a heckuva game tonight. I think it was a good deal that I chose to watch at home, rather than finding someplace out to watch it. This way, if I was yelling at the TV, no one cared.
It was a good game. A little too close for my comfort, especially given how soundly ‘Nova managed to thrash some of the other teams in the tourney, but.
Nothing like a buzzer-beater for the win!
Been a bit since I wrote anything on here… Been busy… Had some stuff come up… Sometimes hard to know how much to spill without it being too much information, stuff people don’t want to know, or too hard to talk about just yet.
But yesterday, after a round trip drive of 5+ hours in the truck, in the pouring rain for most of it, dodging the big rigs and stupid drivers, I made it home with my remade rifle. I took my Savage .308 11/111 and brought it to Fred out at Sharp Shooter Supply. He turned it into a custom long-range bench rifle.
It now shoots 6Br, so it’ll definitely reach out there. The barrel is 26″ with an integral muzzle brake and a 1:8 twist. The stock is walnut that he carved himself. And the bolt has fishnet fluting on it. I still need to find a scope for it, as the one sitting on it is the scope that came on the .308 when I bought it.
Can’t wait to get to the range!
Or, well…no, it’s really not. Not quite, not yet at least.
But the Zika virus is real, and it is out there, and it is in some of the southern states already.
However, while I am a doctor, I am not YOUR doctor, and anyone who takes medical advice from any random person that they read over the internet may well deserve what they get.
I’m not going to tell you what is or is not to be done. I’m not going to make recommendations about what precautions you should or should not take with regards to the virus.
I am only going to point you to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention and their page about the Zika virus. It’s one of the places where I get my information; it’s a good place for you to start, too.
I’ve never been much of a fan of group projects in school. Whether the groups were assigned or whether we were allowed to choose our own, it always seemed that there were those in every group who were determined to shirk their share of the work, absolutely certain to fail to be part of the work-in-process throughout the entire project.
I may have to change my tune. Last semester, my assigned debate partner turned out to be a winner. Not only is she a gunnie (still somewhat new to the sport), she worked hard throughout the semester on our debate presentation, and despite being terrified of public speaking, she did an amazing job during the debate itself.
This semester, the group I’ve been assigned to had a group email sent around that everyone had answered within one hour of when the groups were first assigned. We’ve agreed on who is doing what within the group without any arguments, and our first assignment was turned in 2 days early. (We were also the only group that managed to have all of its members complete another unrelated assignment fully and on time according to the syllabus!)
While I still think that there are many kids in my classes that need to grow up and start functioning as adults (given that the program I’m in is supposed to be a master’s degree mainly for working adults), there may be a few more who are a bit further along than it originally appeared.
Matthew 1: 18-25
This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about.
When his mother Mary was betrothed to Joseph,
but before they lived together,
she was found with child through the Holy Spirit.
Joseph her husband, since he was a righteous man,
yet unwilling to expose her to shame,
decided to divorce her quietly.
Such was his intention when, behold,
the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said,
“Joseph, son of David,
do not be afraid to take Mary your wife into your home.
For it is through the Holy Spirit
that this child has been conceived in her.
She will bear a son and you are to name him Jesus,
because he will save his people from their sins.”
All this took place to fulfill
what the Lord had said through the prophet:
Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son,
and they shall name him Emmanuel,
which means “God is with us.”
When Joseph awoke,
he did as the angel of the Lord had commanded him
and took his wife into his home.
He had no relations with her until she bore a son,
and he named him Jesus.
May you all have a happy and blessed Christmas and a joyous and rewarding new year!
My dad sent me the link to this. I wish I could hear it there, at the Air and Space Museum; the acoustics must be amazing.