Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Ow.

Aspirated toast crumbs.

Spent most of the first hour-and-a-half I was upright today hacking and coughing and retching and making Bobbi wonder if she remembered the Heinlein maneuver. I'm sure the stream of Diet Mountain Dew Code Red-colored spit into the trash can was momentarily alarming for observers; pink frothy stuff coming out of people's mouths is usually a Very Bad Sign.

Today's VFTP ProTip: Bread may be the staff of life, but you can't breathe it. Your lungs should be gluten free,

26 comments:

ASM826 said...

Isn't that the maneuver where you write a timeless short story and have it published in a 99 cent paperback?

doubletrouble said...

ASM-heh.

Tanstaafbc.

(Bread crumb)

MSgt B said...

ASM wins.

Stuart the Viking said...

TAM!!

Dainty, lady-like bites! Do not inhale your food!

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Sklutch said...

Tam, you've got to learn how to chant latin phrases in a deep voice when you spew red froth.

It kept frat punks from bothering me in college. :)

TV Norn said...

Maybe it's when a cat tries to walk right through the phlemmy (!) area and... Oh, never mind...

...And you like Code Red too?? I've been assailed for my fondness for comestibles that do not occur in nature. Glad I'm not the only one...

Trevor Montroy said...

Sorry to hear you are not well. Take care.

Anonymous said...

I always thought pink frothy stuff coming out of people's mouths was a sign of too many Sunday morning political programs.

Tam said...

I just need to do more situps. An extended bout of coughing like that left me feeling like I'd pulled every muscle between my chin and my belly button.

armedlaughing said...

You are NOT a refined wheat-based life form!
(just a reminder)

gfa

alanstorm said...

Inhale gases, swallow liquids and solids. Do not get these confused, or your warranty will be void.

Buzz said...

So, this isn't what Tam's abs look like these days?
http://booksbikesboomsticks.blogspot.com/2006/07/old-bikini-picture-inside-joke.html

Windy Wilson said...

ASM, I think it was a five cent paperback.

Anonymous said...

You sure you weren't hacking up a hair ball?

Gerry

KM said...

I feel your pain...literally.
I did the same thing on Christmas morning.
It ain't fun.

Roberta X, remotely said...

...Two or three million paperbacks @ $0.99 each, let's see, carry the two... Whoa! Nice manuver, Admiral.

(Plus, you already got paid for the original magazine appearance!)

Fuzzy Curmudgeon said...

Don't ever have acid reflux in your sleep.

It's worse.

Old NFO said...

Can't beat ASM... Hope you feel better soon!

Uno Mas (SASS #80082) said...

Heinlein Maneuver? An armed society being a polite society?

Goober said...

Fuzzy - no kidding. You wanna feel like you are no-kidding sure-as-shit drowning to death in battery acid, try waking up while aspirating on your own stomach acid.

Acid reflux sucks.

Matthew said...

Coughing up pink froth?

Now you can be an authentic Huckleberry. :)

Mike_C said...

Diet Mountain Dew Code Red before 9 am? Makes me feel better about that glass of sake at 3am. Not sure if that qualified as a late digestif (it was sitting on the table left over from dinner, honest) or a really early degenerate's breakfast.

Now if you had only covered that toast with delicious, artery-clogging cream cheese all that unpleasantness with loose crumbs could have been avoided.

Scott J said...

"Don't ever have acid reflux in your sleep"

Indeed. I used to scoff at the purple pill commercials until that happened to me.

A Reader said...

The Heinlein Manuver: Write Novel. Decide it's too far ahead of its time. Sell the chapters as short stories. Make money doing that. Collect the stories into trade paper anthologies. Make money doing that too. Then, sell the original manuscript posthumously. Make even more money.

Those who've read For Us the Living, Revolt in 2100, and The Green Hills of Earth will know what I mean.

mariner said...

Glad I wasn't there to see it; glad you're here to write about it.

Anonymous said...

Sorry i can't remember the Heinlein Book the only sci-fi in it now days is time travel. Written in 1954 i think he got way to much (cards that let you access your bank from machines across town) right.

Here's hoping for Cats.


Kevin S TX