Postcard #196: Words/Phrases/Idioms

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01/02/2021 Words/Phrases / idioms. -TM www.minormumbles.com

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Cumbres and Toltec Scenic Railroad Passenger Train on Tanglefoot Curve between Chama, New Mexico, and Antonito, Colorado.

It is hard for me you have an opinion of Hong Kong. I am pro-democracy, but my Country really should not be judging your country since we in the US are doing a pretty "BANG UP "job doing it right now- "Bang-Up"-normally means excellent but in this case, I am being, sarcastic in that we are doing a shitty job. (Bad job) Right now I am trying to teach my 3 yo. daughter the word "self-deprecating".  It is important to make jokes at your own expense. It's humbling and keeps you grounded. Before I start driving I will text my wife OMW. "On my way" in that I am heading home and it should take me about a half-hour." If it were "Raining Cats & dogs" that would mean it was raining a lot and very heavy.  I am a nurse in the operating room. Often times we get people with bad skin infections that we have to give "I and D's" to which means irrigate (washout) and debride (remove dead tissue). Look up the word Nec FAS.

Sent via Postcrossing to Harry2019.  He mentioned wanting postcards of transportation.  This is the Steam Locomotive 483 and it is currently at a museum and there is some grassroots operation to get it repaired.  I really wanted to get into the word "NEC FASC" (commonly pronounced "Neck Fash") is short for necrotizing fasciitis. He had a few requests.  Date.  Word or phrases in my language.  My opinion of Hong Kong.  Which I have never been asked before.  Tell me your feelings about where I live.  I am tempted to ask people in the states their opinion of Portland Oregon right now because I have a feeling it will be pretty disconnected from the real thing.  

Postcard #195: "Glasses"

 

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While I truly believe the year of 2020 has been filled with countless tragedies. Let us not forget the one final tragedy in that people will no longer be wearing the most ideal novelty "2020" New Years Eve celebratory glasses. Now even with the hope of mass vaccinations the best glasses, we can hope for are the glasses to 2026. Heck. Even the glasses for 2019 were better, Happy New Year! Stay Safe! Stay Healthy.

- T.M.

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Sent via postcrossing to Restu_Amalia.  They had a few requests.  Movie posters for one.  But, again my entire collection is a mess right now.   As much of a mess as this card is...I really need to work on being able to first draft a postcard.  But I can not do that until I figure stuff out.  I need to clear my docket, organize, then generate codes again.  

Postcard #194: "Putter"

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I am sick of post-crossing again. I just see it as work right now and I know it should not be. It is supposed to be a distraction or hobby but I think when life gets tough or busy the first casualty is that the freetime to do distractions. I must sacrifice for the mill stone of life are hobbies, and the feeling that its okay to take time for myself I saw an article that American Megalomaniac and eventual Earth  technodespot Jeff Bezos puts time aside each day, to (and I feel its absolutely necessary for me to write this out) QUOTE/UNQUOTE -->"putter".<--  And people put this dumb shit in an article for people like me to read and wonder what the fuck is wrong with me? He also prioritizes sleep. Fuck. This. Guy. and his "freetime."

-Tm.

Sent Via postcrossing to mpv.  This fucking article has been pissing me off for over a week.  Eat the rich man.

Postcard #193: "Birth day"

 

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I was offered extra money to take a shift last weekend December 26. Otherwise known as... my birthday.  I worked my last birthday, my 40th.  I was depressed. I figured it was just another day.  2020 proved that I should never think like that. So for my 41st Birthday I worked Labor & delivery. Helping women have babies or not. It felt like going full circle. It felt poetic. - ID: US-7218929

Sent Via postcrossing to Jojka.  This is the first time I have ever written a postcard like this.  It feels unnatural.  It did not help to scan it any better.  After careful consideration, I am going to have my birthday in July or something next after more people I know (and myself) get the vaccine.  I have not celebrated my birthday in the summer since I was 12.  I would like to do something outside with friends.  If you are reading this, let me know.  I will send you an invite.  

Postcard #192: "essential"

 

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HOWARD HUGHES SPRUCE GOOSE gathers  speed prior to take-off November 2, 1947. The giant aircraft is now on display in its new dome in the Port of Long Beach, California.

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I am considered an essential worker (nurse). I never have used that word to describe myself. Essential. It's a dumb word that means I have to work, and others can't regardless if they can / should/ or not.  I am happy/proud as it is a nice distraction from the insanity of national politics and dissociative delusions of certain political party whims.  Opinions carry more weight than science somehow. Oregon has some of the most restrictive social distancing laws, we have some of the Lowest death/incidence rates of Covid... But people are still dying here. People are being hospitalized in intensive care regularly. So then a disconnect somewhere. Pretending "this will never happen to me" feeling.  When I drive home I see plenty of people at bars together without masks so god knows how many people are at home "pretending" together.

I had to trim this card to get it in the envelope. Sorry.

Sent via postcrossing to Lario.  They wanted postcards of fighter places.  I feel like I had postcards of stealth fighters or at least a blackbird.  But I am in the midst of reorganizing my cards.  Only now do I regret starting this task because now I can not find anything.  I need to take all my cards and throw them into three piles.  

1. Postcards that might actually see the inside of a mailbox.  

2) Interesting Postcards that are too damaged to mail unless given some TLC.  

3) Postcards that need to see the inside of a wastebasket.  

So I sent a spruce goose postcard...I think this is the second one this season.  Hughes failed attempt at a wooden bomber because of the availability of wood over metal.  

Postcard #191: "Empty Postcard"

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GR.2-SENTINEL IN SILHOUETTE

From a position in front of Our Lady's Grotto, one has a most impressive view of the statue of Mary Our Mother, silhouetted against the distant sky. There on the Sanctuary's upper level She stands in regal prominence- Mary, the world's Queenly Sentinel.

SANCTUARY OF OUR SORROWFUL MOTHER

PORTLAND, OREGON

"...if your profile is empty or only consists of wishlist you'll unfortunately receive an empty card."

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I guess I understand why someone might do that. Postcrossing is a strange mix of fun and excitement and annoyance and boredom. I don't think I would want to get away with sending an empty Card. It seems like a cop-out. It's easy to send "Happy Postcrossing" I never really thought of how aggravating it might be to receive a completely BLANK card. Isn't the objective then introduce yourself or get to know others?  If wishlist profiles get your knickers in a twist I suppose you could report the accounts and then they would get pulled and they could not receive postcards until they fixed their accounts?  ... It's 5 days until Christmas. I am late getting my postcards out [over] 30 days. I am late wrapping gifts for my wife and child.  

Happy Holidays!

-TM.

Sent via postcrossing to Eichhoernchen.  I hope they do not think I was being too critical.  I still consider myself a pretty green/young postcrossing person. I will come across some account with a strange request that the sender do not do.  Some people have strong issues about getting enveloped cards or unpoststamped postcards.  I recently saw someone who said they do not want their address entered into any sort of database if their name comes up on a draw.  I did not even know that was a thing.  And I think every 10 or so draws I get an account that has all of their landmark cards highlighted (i.e. 500th card sent or received.  1000th sent or received card Etc).  I am trying to imagine what I would be like when I have transcended to someone who has sent out 500 postcards or the previous person who has over 3000 postcards sent or received.  I feel like I would be some zerofucks given type of person vs someone who had a new arrangement of requests or demands.  Time will tell.

Postcard #190: "Stuff" Patients Say #1

 

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"Stuff" patients say... #1

me: So you are not allergic to shrimp?

patient: I just don't like it. What's the difference?

me: A lot.

Patient: When I was younger I had a bad reaction to some shrimp.

me: What sort of "reaction"? Like you could not breathe? Throat or facial swelling?

Patient : No. I threw up. A lot. For like the whole day. Oh! And diarrhea!

me: So, food poisoning?

Patent:  No. It was reaction to the food.  Because now whenever I see shrimp I gag.

me: That's still not an allergy

- TM.

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Sent via postcrossing to ethan1740.  He wanted Benedict Cumberbatch, Lotso, and bunch of other things I sadly do not have.  Disappointment, thy name is Minormumbles.  So, I picked a card.  And wrote a card.  But I did send it with one of my happy new year cards in an envelop like I have been doing for this most recent bunch.  

Postcard #190: "Extra Space"

 

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11/20/20

THE NATIONAL CHRISTMAS TREE

This spectacular display is presented each year on the Elipse between the White House and the Washington Monument.

Fifty small trees represent the states of the Union. The trees are lighted from the White House by the President in a ceremony officially starting the Christmas season.

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The hospital system work for has 5 hospitals attached to it. This week two of these hospitals are parking refrigerated morgue semitruck trailers in their parking lots.

This is to prepare for the next few weeks. We broke 1000 deaths this week. Happy Holidays! What a time to "alive". Happy New Year from Portland Oregon. 

-TM

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Sent via postcrossing to Macel. I was supposed to mail this...BEFORE thanksgiving.  But Yeah. Life.  The holidays.  Getting Sick.  The sad thing is we are on the verge of breaking 1,500.  In 2020, there were 1,490 Oregonians that died of Covid.  So between thanksgiving and the new year nearly 500 more people died.  What a damn tragedy.  They should be tearing down confederate memorials and erecting memorials to the pointless lives lost to the illness.

Postcard #189: "Dalinspiration"

 

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LONDON BRIDGE

During Construction in 1970

The McCulloch Corporation purchased the bridge for $2,460,000.00 and moved it rock by rock, from the River Thames to its present location at Lake Havasu City where it was reassembled and dedicated Oct. 10, 1971.

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My wife and I visited my mother in Tarpon Springs, Fl. To the south is St. Petersburg where there is a Salvador Dali museum.  I learned that one of the things he would do was spend hours staring a blank canvas until the work appeared in his mind. I wonder if I stared a blank postcard long enough the same thing could work for me and postcrossing?

So this was sent via postcrossing to Olgamif who wanted anything London related and is an english teacher residing in Russia.  I am fucked.  Good thing I did not write a whole lot on her card so she can not grade me too much.    I was going through my cards looking for England related stuff.  I found a bunch of stuff.  Old family images of the Royal Family.  Old images of horse drawn carriages in Piccadilly.  But then I found this card which I hope she does not have because of the degree of tackiness.  But I would imagine if someone in Lake Havasu City or Arizona at large drew her name on postcrossing they might have sent it to her.    An image of an American London Bridge being built over a portion of a reservoir  on the Colorado River.  

Postcard #188: "Typhoid Tommy"

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When sickness knocks a person out

Then every thing looks blue,

The brightest colors 'neath the sun

All take a darker hue.

But don't you care, the sun still shines,

And with its strengthening rays

You'll soon be back to health, we trust,

And to more joyous days.

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HELEN A. CASTERLINE, Publisher

EDEN, N. Y.

Pandemic 2.0. I was redeployed from being an operating room nurse to help staff related Covid 19 items...infections, hotline, training and of Covid vaccines. So on Saturday [this would be Dec 12th?] I started to feel... off. By

that night I was making an appointment for a clinic visit. I had nightmare of being some asymptomatic Typhoid Mary, infecting the entire Employee health department just before vaccine rollout.  I was wearing

mask at home, sleeping and using a bathroom separate from my wife and child.  By Sunday night I had a 103.2 F fever. Coughing Fits. Thick globs of coughed agony brought headaches. Headaches/ fever that felt as though my eyeballs were being cooked in their sockets.  Loss of appetite with insomnia.

And 2 rapid swabs and I PCR test later apparently it was not Covid.  I am not among the chosen few to receive the vaccine. They hope to have all those who handle patients, vaccinated by February. We will see...

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I sent this card to ojninni who is a wonderful human being who says she will be happy with whatever card I sent and whatever I write.  Blessed are the few!  I sent her this card...which after writing it realized with all the demands that people make no one is going to want an antique card with a poem on the front that essentially amounts to a get well card.  This card was picked up in a recent ebay lot.  I kept the word "Sample" written there in what looks like old black fountain pen.  I kinda liked it.  Especially since it mentions feeling like all you could see was blue.  One time (and I think I wrote a postcard about this) I got so sick with such a high fever that I felt I could only see in blue.  Everything was in blue hues.  I thought I broke myself with how sick I had become.   

So in after game analysis I think I had a combination Tonsilitis and viral bronchitis maybe even bordering on pneumonia.  My tonsils and throat were swollen and sore.  It would explain the fever and difficulty breathing.  I am still coughing occasionally.  Weeks later.  It scared the shit out of me.  I think the fear of it being Covid it worse (stress, cortisol, immune function blunting) This is merely fear based in that I could hurt someone else if I had it and think its a morally justified fear as a parent, nurse, and empathetic human being.  This pandemic has broken me.  

I mailed this card and the next few cards out with my family holiday card.  Which is essentially a Happy new Year card.  So what if its a little late?  I will end up putting a one cent stamp on them even though they are all going to be mailed in an envelope.  I still destroyed them by writing stories directly on them and they are still going to travel.  But there is a reluctance on my end of mailing a card INSIDE an envelope.  Like I am not being true to the reality of my mission or my blog since it will not actually get postmarked.  MY GOD TOM.  FUCKING STOP.  JUST MAIL THE FUCKING CARD ALREADY.