The Midnight Snack – Thursday

There’s too much negative energy in this world.

These last few weeks have been really hard for me. There’s really not one particular reason; my anxiety has been really bad. It tells me things that I know isn’t true, it makes me scared and worried about things that I have no business being scared and worried about. My life is changing in many ways, and I have more love and support than a person should possibly have, but my anxiety is trying to swallow me. I fight it, because I have to, but it’s hard.

People I care about are going through hard times, troublesome times. It bothers me that I know people who have real, serious, tangible problems, and my stupid anxiety eats me up inside where there’s nothing for me to be scared or upset about.

But yeah, way too much negative stuff in the world. So, I’m going to make tonight’s column just things I love and make me happy. Maybe it’ll make you happy, too.


Anthony Rizzo just casually caught a foul ball like it was no big thing. Rizz, I ❤ you. Watch the video in the link. He just ….boop!… and there it is, right in his hand. Every year, this dude gets more and more fun to watch. If he gets any more fun, I might explode from too much fun-ness.

This is still my greatest achievement:

And don’t forget mascots! I ❤ birds.

And we got some west coast mascots channeling Ron Burgundy!

25 thoughts on “The Midnight Snack – Thursday

  1. I think I know where your head is at. As some of you know…I have been on pins and needles for the last six weeks. We lost our jobs and home and everything is really Shitty! As of today….we are moving into our new house!!! I also picked up a new job with another to follow.

    My dear, I have to believe that things will get better or I would be suicidal, I tried to keep posting as if everything is ok even though it was far from it. I believe that just trying to be positive helped me and made my interviews easier. Two days ago we were going to put our stuff in storage and stay at a shelter. Instead I am moving in to a new home.

    The house, the jobs all came within a few days of each other. I never gave up and neither should you. The power of Slappy compels you….the power of Slappy compels you……🏆

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  2. Chin up, Prof! Like most of us, you probably have a whole lot more to be happy and thankful and optimistic about than the opposite, if you just sit back and take stock. Spring is coming, baseball is back, you have a whole bunch of us inmates at the asylum called Fan-Interference who care about you (ok… maybe that IS a bit too depressing… sorry)

    Anyway, as the late, great George Carlin once said “Don’t sweat the petty things, and don’t pet the sweaty things.”


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  3. There is a lot of positive energy too, prof. You have unconditional love and support from your friends. You know I adore you and if I dug chicks, you’d be my gal. Back off, dudes. She’s mine. 😉

    Remember all things end, and that includes the bad stuff.

    I was so very sad last night, but I’m trying to keep my chin up, looking forward to a new baseball season. I know the Braves will suck, but oh my god, your Cubs. Shit, if you can’t get excited about that, you might need some medical intervention. As for me, my Rays should be competitive, and you never know. Stranger things have happened. I’m going to finally live in my beloved Dunedin–May can’t come soon enough. There’s so much to be happy about. New music. Old music. The new Captain America movie. Fuzzy kittens and puppies. Mascots. Late night chatting with friends and laughing. Hang in there.

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    • Yeah, Cap 3 in a few months. 😀 so excited. Moving is exciting, too. No more hideous winters!!! Mascots, baseball, especially baseball… I might be able to see the ocean this year, too, the real ocean.

      Life is good and beautiful, and normally I am cognizant of that, but anxiety does not care what you think.

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      • I completely understand. I am well versed on anxiety’s pathophysiology, etiology, symptoms etc., although the term anxiety covers a broad spectrum like OCD, panic disorder, social anxiety disorder, separation anxiety, phobias and so on.

        I am fortunate to not suffer from the condition but most of my patients have some form of anxiety. We give out Versed (midazolam) like it is candy. I call anxiety the plague of the 21st century. In simple terms, what we see most often is the body goes into fight or flight mode in the presence of a perceived threat and it can’t unlock itself. You release stress hormones and the cycle continues. Whether the threat is “real” or not doesn’t matter. We are no longer running away from saber tooth tigers. Now the threats can be anything. Our minds are dark and dangerous places that create threats for us. It feels real to you. It has gotten to the point that when I receive report on a patient, I tell the CRNA, “tell me when they don’t have anxiety. I’m just going to assume they do.” A multi-modal approach, I think works best for generalized anxiety. Relaxation exercises, physical exercise, medication, therapy, social support.

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  4. I struggle with anxiety issues myself at times. Working in a field where all one’s mistakes are public probably doesn’t help, but I soldier on. Accepting ourselves, and getting better at that, is part of the battle right there.


  5. I don’t want to make my statement about me, but the background is seven weeks ago I couldn’t move my leg or lift my arm. A couple of weeks into therapy, I was feeling crappy and just in a general bad mood and I asked a therapist : “Why is everybody so excited that I can walk 100 yards? It’s pitiful!” He said, “Could you do that yesterday? Small steps, always forward.” For some reason his statement reminded me of Bill Murray and Richard Dreyfuss in “What About Bob?” Baby Steps was the way to improve attitude, life, everything. I’m cracking up the rest of our session seeing myself as Murray and him as Dreyfuss. The next therapist an hour later says, “I here you’re in a good mood” and I started laughing again. Then I remembered the old Reader’s Digest with the “Laughter is the best medicine” and I realized I was no longer in a bad mood. That of course pissed me off, that I had been manipulated by my own secret joke.

    None of that means much (except perhaps that I’m a contrary SOB) but I want you to know that I find you wonderful. You have a sweet way of making fun of things without being mean, and of course there are your cute quirks (I have a fantasy of your yard, with numerous garden gnomes protecting the residence. EXTREMELY numerous).

    I also remember an old saying, “Laughter shared is doubled; sorrow shared is halved – check that, It probably is “halfed”. You’ve doubled lots of your laughter with me, please allow me to take some of your sorrow.

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    • Friend, thank you for your kind and thoughtful words. 🙂

      I admit, I got a little teary eyed. One of the things I worry about on a regular basis is that I bother people, or that I have overstayed my welcome. That you took the time to share with me a little of your recent struggles, and that you care enough to try to help me through mine… well, words don’t really express what that meant to me.

      I don’t have any gnomes. 😦 I don’t have any lawn ornaments, actually. I do have a framed autographed photo of Ron Santo in my living room, though, next to all of my bobbles and two Greg Maddux figurines. The rest of my Maddux stuff is in the guest bedroom. Momma’s got standards, ya know. 😛

      But seriously, thank you. ❤


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