I know we're not supposed to be superstitious. I also know many of us are. I've just noticed that New Year's Eve is not only a full moon, but a blue moon. Good luck, and stay safe. Personally, I'm glad I'll be home with my family.
ATTENTION ALL UNITS, ON THE AIR AND IN QUARTERS, A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT. Don't ever leave your GPS visible in a parked car. Ever. Not even for a minute. I know this and know why, and yet. . . Here's something else to consider: don't program the 'Home' button on your GPS. Instead, program the button… Continue reading Security notes
Well, in case you somehow missed it, I think the move to the new server is mostly complete and functional. I'm really enjoying the control given by using WordPress and my own hosting. The new URL is notesfrommosquitohill.com, although you can forward from the old Blogspot address. The new look has rotating header graphics, a… Continue reading Housekeeping stuff
Christmas Eve at work. Last year RP and I were newly assigned together, on a post that was new to the company. We'd been in the city less than a month. Right around dinner time, we were dispatched for a suicide attempt. He succeeded. I've never pretended to understand the state of mind that leads… Continue reading Sleigh Bells
They say you never forget your first. Mine was a few years older than I. Eight years, to be exact. She had an elegance you just don't see these days, and she had gorgeous curves. She taught me a lot. It took a while to learn all of her quirks. She could be cold and… Continue reading My First
It's a beautiful, sunny fall morning as RP and I roll into the local franchise of Large National Coffee and Doughnut Emporium. The police may have their cliches about doughnut shops, but we all know that paramedics really run on caffeine. The first stop every morning is LNCDE, or sometimes Expensive Yuppie Coffe Place up… Continue reading Coffee
It's been raining all day. It's December, and we're supposed to have a snow storm, but the Eastern Front receives only rain and wind. Horizontal rain, but still rain. I hear it's been snowing out in West, but here at Medic 9 it's just cold and wet. Just after dusk, the rain stops briefly and… Continue reading Surreality
The phone rang as we walked into the kitchen. “Isn't it awful what happenned to those poor Worcester firemen?” my wife's grandmother asked.We had been away all weekend, and in the days before smartphones, Facebook, and Twitter, we hadn't heard. The TV was no use on a Sunday evening, so we were sent running to… Continue reading W6