Can of Worms

I love NPR. I mean, it is truly my favorite thing to listen to. Check this out. I am overflowing with amusement.

Unfortunately, my car seems unable to pick it up anymore. It seems every time I take my car in for repairs, I loose channels. Before I took my car in this last time I was still able to pick up a fuzzy but often listenable signal for our local NPR channel. But upon getting my car back this time, all my radio settings were erased and now I can only get easy listening, classics, and a Spanish channel. BOOOOOO! Give me NPR or give me...well, death is a little extreme for a radio station, so lets just say, give me NPR.

One of my co-workers is meticulous about punctuation and grammar and I am, well, not, as is displayed by my haphazard use of commas, over-use of exclamation marks, and general lack of attention to detail. I have to admit, I hate that I don't use better grammar but am caught in my own paradoxical black hole - I am horribly impatient and have trouble committing myself to learning something I don't understand instantly. Like grammar and driving a stick shift. I know, I know, I am a literary neanderthal and beware encountering me on the road.

As you know, my work provides many opportunities for interesting situations I would never other wise experience. For example, we are moving to a new clinic and one of our patients is a Shaman and offered to bless the clinic for us (Bless it or cleanse it or clear it or something). Anyway, she wants to do a special cleansing before the big cleansing and she needs three additional people to help 'hold the space.' And, apparently, I have good energy and she wants me to participate in this unknown ritual. Kind of fascinating, isn't it? I am highly flattered that I have good energy. I am often worried at work about how my aura is looking. Its quite exhausting, to maintain physical health AND the appearance of health in the spiritual realms that have importance in my work place that I have no comprehension of.