Quickie Postage
Here's one for ya . . .
Just when you thought that your iPod (I know, I know . . . nobody out there has one. Just play along - it makes the post work much better.) of yours was only good for music, porn and attracting scratches at an alarming rate . . . along comes a couple of old, bald doctors to turn this marvel of the too-techno-savvy-and-culturally-hip-for-their-own-good on it's lil shiny, white head.
Steve Jobs is spinning in his grave and the dude ain't even dead yet.
Even with all my considerable skills of wit and intellect (I heard that!) I couldn't write it any better than it actually happened. Check it out for yourself.
Just think about it the next time you're laying there on that cold metal table with the surgeons all standing around you waiting for the gas to take effect. Your vital stats and infinitely valuable medical records might be carried around on the very same High-School grade killer that your prepubescent son has grown more attached to than oxygen.
It's just a thought . . .
Ben O.
Just when you thought that your iPod (I know, I know . . . nobody out there has one. Just play along - it makes the post work much better.) of yours was only good for music, porn and attracting scratches at an alarming rate . . . along comes a couple of old, bald doctors to turn this marvel of the too-techno-savvy-and-culturally-hip-for-their-own-good on it's lil shiny, white head.
Steve Jobs is spinning in his grave and the dude ain't even dead yet.
Even with all my considerable skills of wit and intellect (I heard that!) I couldn't write it any better than it actually happened. Check it out for yourself.
Just think about it the next time you're laying there on that cold metal table with the surgeons all standing around you waiting for the gas to take effect. Your vital stats and infinitely valuable medical records might be carried around on the very same High-School grade killer that your prepubescent son has grown more attached to than oxygen.
It's just a thought . . .
Ben O.
10 Comments:
Thanks now all I can think of is some old bald headed doc lookin at my medical records right before he slices into me. LOL Hope he remembered to wash his hands!!
i'd relate to this post much better if you sent me an ipod ;-)~
Beading Gal - I guess it is better than having those pictures I took back in college (I was young and I needed the money) being downloaded from Notexactlysexy.com and viewed on an iPod.
Let's all remember to wash our hands, okay people.
Miss 'tude - You got it . . . you should expect delivery in 1-2 dream cycles.
Enjoy!
Ben O.
The simplest plans are always the best, aren't they? I loooove technology!
Goin' to wash my hands now...
I think it's incredibly clever! Wouldn't you rather they have the information right there while operating on you instead of walking away and looking at something 20 feet away?
Chuckles. I've heard of surgeons singing during surgery but if he starts dancing we might have a problem
*faints* dead away!! I don't have an Ipod, and I have been on the surgery table enough over the last five years that I don't want to think about this!
hmmm, I'm not sure if that's cool, or totally big-brother-orwellian....
Geez, I could imagine doctors uploading my data onto their servers and getting good laughs to each other. I still want an iPod though.
Terri - I agree with that.
Zombie Lama - I agree with that.
Vicky - good luck finding it, I think they went out of business after trying to pass off pictures of me as actual porn.
Kathleen - Yep, we try and report on any and all technological advances we feel are worthy of such intense reporting.
Sass - yep, dancin' surgeons isn't going to sweep the Tony Awards anytime soon.
Jenbeauty - I agree with that sentiment. Stay off that table for us, will ya?
Teri - Oh, it's clearly a little of both, but isn't most of what we live with on a daily basis?
Zombster - iPods are pretty cool, huh? Write Santa a letter and be sure and leave those cookies out the night before, dude.
Ben O.
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