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Uncle Sam & HDTV

It's tax time.  The time of year when I feel like I have contributed financially to the family, from not having a "job" and raising our children.

Uncle Sam owed us some cash back and the deposit has now been made, which can only mean one thing.  The family is going to invest in an HDTV. 

We are thinking flat panel LCD and I've narrowed it down to either Sharp or Samsung...I think.  So that's what I've been up to, researching LCD High Definition televisions.

It was funny, the other night we were supposed to go out to dinner, but the plans fell through.  The sitter still came, so The Lady and I could go grab about without the children.  Once we get in the car, The Lady tells me, "Let's go buy the television."  I was caught off guard, I didn't have my research, my printouts, price comparisons.  I couldn't pull the trigger and in hindsight I'm glad I didn't, my research was not complete.

Anyone wanting to share tips, comments or experiences about HD televisions, feel free to let me know.

It's tubular, totally!

• Pharmacy $154.16
• Supplies $247.00
• Operating Room Services $1000.00
• Anesthesia $204.00
• Recovery Room $318.00
• Total $1,923.16

That is money well spent.

Tomorrow will make three weeks that The Little Man has had tubes in his ears.  Every time I mention it, think about it, or even look at him, the song She's a Beauty by The Tubes starts playing in my head.  I know, ridiculous.

I have a lot of songs in the old noggin that, in an instance, can be played through the internal speakers.  Some of them I love and enjoy, others I always think to myself, "WTF, why do you know that!?".  No matter what, they can always put me back in a certain time or place. 

Ok, enough sounding like the country music pretty boy, Kenny Chesney.

The Little Man showed up to the party three months early (born premature) and is doing fine now.  I surely will be addressing that in the posts of this blog in the future.  But for now, he had ear infections basically at the rate of the general public seeing or hearing about vaginas on so-called starlets.   

So and so didn't have underpants on when she decided to trip the light fantastic last night on the Hollywood Strip, The Little Man has an ear infection.  See a blacked or blurred out beaver shot, and The Little Man has an ear infection.  Got it?  Frequently.

So after a few short medical huddles we decided ear tubes were the way to go for him.  It's been awesome so far.  Before I had to suck so much snot out of the guy that I was thinking about bottling it and selling it as glue.  Now a couple of wipes in the morning, maybe a blow in the afternoon and presto, he's singing like a songbird.

The difference so far is rewarding, even if I am humming some lame-ass song by The Tubes.  At least I'm not this guy, actually wanting to sing it.

This morning as I was thinking up this post, I heard this story on National Public Radio.  It can explain ear tubes far more professionally.

Compared to the prices told in the NPR story it sounds like Cincinnati Children's Hospital is having deals on ear tubes. 

Get Your Tubes, On Sale Now!!!  Don't Wait!!!  This Cold & Flu Season Only!!! 

Look out Flo, you are about to be painted red

For the record we live in unincorporated Boone County, KY.  Florence is the nearest city to us and if someone wanted or needed to mail us something, they would put Florence, KY on the envelope or parcel as the city, state portion of the address.

We have lived here long enough now that I feel I have formed a casual relationship with the communities around us, therefore I like to refer to the above city as simply Flo. 

The Lady just called and advised me that our tax refund has been deposited, she is so on the ball with that type of stuff.  Seeing that I'm only a stay at home dad, with no income, I always feel a little bit justified around this time of year, because at least I can be counted as a dependent. 

So Flo, get ready!  Daddy's got a little bit of spending money in his pocket, be prepared to have your economy stimulated.  That's right, stimulated!

See, I told you I had a casual relationship with the communities around me.