Good News and VA

Greetings Me Droogs N Droogettes!
Great news today on Ye Olde Home Front in oh so many ways.  First, Dumbunny is now and utterly under MY absolute total despotic control.  I, plainly put, utterly lost my collective shit last night.  The final straw was her asking to ‘rent a movie’ on Amazon, to which I asked A) How much and B) Why?  To which she tells me $5.99 and “Well, I was just checking because I already rented it…”

That sat on me for a few minutes until I suddenly had the realization that she felt entitled to ordering a movie with my money when I’m literally scrimping and saving every. fucking. dime around here, and that if there was a movie she wanted to see, Me or Sapper could download it off of a pirate site no issue.

I blew the fuck up.  Even Wifey was afraid.
See, ’round here?  Even Wifey asks for permission BEFORE I let her do the ‘ordering a movie’ thing ‘cos I account for every dime in or out.  Ever since XWife lost me that HUGE boodle of $750K, I ‘ve been a hawk with the ducats and shekels.  And this little bitch just went and blew $6 of my cash?  Oh hell to the fucks to the nopes.

So, that’s settled.  Won’t go in-depth too much, but lets just say that if I tell her to jump, her standing orders are to levitate until I give her an altitude vector.

Or Else.

Then, The other great news?

New Job in Glorious Peoples Republic again!  New Gig for BCE!!!  Urrah!!!!   I got and signed an offer letter today, and it’s going to be somewhat interesting work I think.  I owe it to the Gray Man who’s a regular here who hooked a brother up and got my resume into the right hands.  I’ll -finally- be meeting up with him, and gifting him some well-earned Thankees as I’m now back in the groove, and loving it.

Unemployment never did kick in… I got a letter saying they were ‘researching’ the issue.  Almost 8 weeks later Aye?  That’s DotGov for you… fucking over and fucking up the little guy since 1780.

Which then brings me to another ‘rabbit hole’ so to speak.
I got a strange letter/package in the mail today from the VA.  Specifically (and I know, TMI) a poop-testing kit.  Which I find very odd as I haven’t heard of anyone ordering any such test for me, nor would I get something like this, as I’m all sorts of all over my Med side of the house, as in lots of ‘stuff’ being tracked. 

This test is the “FIT” test, fecal immunochemical test, which is supposed to test for blood in the poo.  Now yeah, I’m over 50, but even then, every three years I get the colonoscopy done since I was 40 ‘cos that’s what kil’t Dad.  Colon Cancer is a real scare in the fam, and nevermind that I -already- have a metric fuckton of cancer screenings every year since I lost that airbag to the Big “C”, I found it really odd that this thing showed up, unordered, unwanted and in my opinion unwarranted.

In fact there’s no order paperwork in it.  Just a rando-set of instructions and “Do this and send it back.”  Now, paranoid bastard that I am, let me as if any of Y’all out there have gotten anything like this recently?  My paranoia is based on what else can this test reveal/test for?  

‘Cos the COVID Ass-Test Swab is real from what I heard… Can they also test yer shit (literally!) to see if you got the Notavaxx or Not?  Inquiring minds…  as in “test to see if you got it or not”  Not for nuthin’, t’aint anyones biddness anyhow…  See, I talk with ALL my docs like on the regular.  Not the ‘once a year’ thing, but a shrink every 3 weeks, and my primary care doc at least every 90 days, plus my weight-loss/nutritionist, and that doesn’t even cover Oncology, Rheumatology, Pulmonology… hell I got a whole boatload of Docs I see and talk to on the reg, and not one of them ordered this here thing.

I’ma trashing it.  I may trust my docs, but the Veterans Administration as a institution/organization?  Oh fuck no.  I got more faith in -anything- than any federally run shytte these days Aye?  It may say “In God We Trust” on our cash, but the FedGov?  Fuck no.

So, I start next week after the upcoming festivities.  We got a Ham, Turkey and all the normal fixins.  Should be a great meal and then OMFG Leftovers.
So More Later I Remain The Intrepid Reporter
Big Country

By BigCountryExpat

Fuck you if you can't take a joke. No one gets out alive so eat me.


  1. I got dog turds in the back. Just tell me how many pounds ya want and if you want the white frosty ones or shiny brown ones.

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