Blue Skin, Red Eyes

Eric “the Stirge” Sturgeon passed away on March 7, 2018. He died of multiple organ failure due to liver disease. His dad and sister were with him as he peacefully moved on to whatever greets us when we wake from this life. It’s my hope and belief that he is with our mother and brother that went before him.

As his big sister, older by only 15 months, I’m having a hard time imagining life without my brother and first friend. Eric was funny and generous and always confused by the details of life. He managed to live his entire life without ever filing an income tax return. When he was a little kid on the reservation, he frequently got stuck in the mud until a kind stranger spotted him and dragged him home.

I’m sure everyone who knew Eric has a hundred stories about how smart and funny and silly and kind he was. I hope you will share your stories with other people who knew and loved him and with people who didn’t get the chance to enjoy his unique perspective.

thestirge:

So the delightful @karanan tagged me in a music meme a while back, and I’m finally getting around to it. These are all from my Pandora, since I don’t actually own any music. And I’ll probably go way more than ten, and I’m not tagging anyone, sorry.

• The Hunting Song - Tom Lehrer
• Classic Rock Song - Stephen Lynch
• Amish Paradise - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Weird Science - Oingo Boingo
• It’s Kickin’ In - They Might Be Giants
• Down Under - Men at Work
• 99 Luftballons - Nena
• I’m So Sick of You - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Lollipop (Candyman) - Aqua
• Sweet Child o’ Mine - Guns N’ Roses
• I’m Your Gummi Bear - Gummi Bear
• Snow (Hey Oh) - Red Hot Chili Peppers
• I Can’t Watch This - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Cat’s in the Cradle - Harry Chapin
• Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley
• Seventeen - Ladytron
• Tighten Up - The Black Keys
• Tracey Gold - Freezepop
• The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - The Postal Service
• What’s My Age Again? - Blink-182
• Creep - Radiohead
• The Takedown - Yellowcard
• Daylight - Matt & Kim
• Where It’s At - Beck
• Pepper - Butthole Surfers
• Eat It - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
• Everybody - Ingrid Michaels
• All Star - Smash Mouth
• Arms - Christina Perri
• If You Were Gay - Avenue Q: Original Broadway Cast
• We’re Going to Be Friends - Jack Johnson
• A Kiss Is Not a Contract - Flight of the Conchords
• Another Postcard - Barenaked Ladies

So the delightful @karanan tagged me in a music meme a while back, and I’m finally getting around to it. These are all from my Pandora, since I don’t actually own any music. And I’ll probably go way more than ten, and I’m not tagging anyone, sorry.

• The Hunting Song - Tom Lehrer
• Classic Rock Song - Stephen Lynch
• Amish Paradise - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Weird Science - Oingo Boingo
• It’s Kickin’ In - They Might Be Giants
• Down Under - Men at Work
• 99 Luftballons - Nena
• I’m So Sick of You - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Lollipop (Candyman) - Aqua
• Sweet Child o’ Mine - Guns N’ Roses
• I’m Your Gummi Bear - Gummi Bear
• Snow (Hey Oh) - Red Hot Chili Peppers
• I Can’t Watch This - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Cat’s in the Cradle - Harry Chapin
• Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley
• Seventeen - Ladytron
• Tighten Up - The Black Keys
• Tracey Gold - Freezepop
• The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - The Postal Service
• What’s My Age Again? - Blink-182
• Creep - Radiohead
• The Takedown - Yellowcard
• Daylight - Matt & Kim
• Where It’s At - Beck
• Pepper - Butthole Surfers
• Eat It - “Weird Al” Yankovic
• Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
• Everybody - Ingrid Michaels
• All Star - Smash Mouth
• Arms - Christina Perri
• If You Were Gay - Avenue Q: Original Broadway Cast
• We’re Going to Be Friends - Jack Johnson
• A Kiss Is Not a Contract - Flight of the Conchords
• Another Postcard - Barenaked Ladies

Thanks for all the well wishes, guys. It is really very helpful keeping my spirits up.

I am almost certainly going to need dialysis until I can get a liver transplant. Not looking forward to that at all. But if it will keep me from dying and provide a possible path to wellness, bring it on.

Man, I cannot highly recommend avoiding a Foley catheter at all costs enough. Holy shit that hurt.

Uh, also they seem to be discussing dialysis or a liver transplant now. Fun times.

I’m terrified. And still nauseated. And can’t eat or drink because of that. And my mouth is so dry. And I can’t sleep. Best. Day. Ever.

thetriathlegacy:

I’m curious about all my gaming followers: first Pokémon game, first Zelda game, and first Mario game in the tags?

(via redhawkfg)

searchingforaplacetocallhome:

kandomeresbitch:

mujaween:

mujaween:

Published erotica: terribly written, costs money

Fanfiction on ao3: Free, isn’t affaid TO JUST USE THE WORD ‘COCK’ FFS

“His genitals, his privates, his hot length, his trobing rod, his magic meat stick-”

Me, in tears: Just say cock

COCK! Cock! Cockcockcockcockcock! COCK!

You can find the whole article on Huffington Post   >> here <<

What’s wrong with penis, erection, erect penis, cock?

* starts singing the Penis song… *

Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis? Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong? It’s swell to have a stiffy, it’s divine to own a dick, from the tiniest little tadger to the world’s biggest prick! So, three cheers for your willy or Jon Thomas! Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake! Your piece of pork, your wife’s best friend, your Percy or your cock; you can wrap it up in ribbons, you can slip it in your sock. But don’t take it out in public, or they will stick you in the dock, and you won’t, come, back, ah thankyouverymuch.

Alternately, to the tune of “We Didn’t Start the Fire”:

Mutton dagger, Old Blind Bob, Hanging Johnny, fishing rod, tallywhacker, pocket rocket, one-eyed trouser trout. Ding-dong, ankle spanker, pork sword, engine cranker, hairy hot dog, Davy Crockett, let them all hang out! Pet names for genitalia! You know the girls think of ‘em and you gotta love 'em! Pet names for genitalia! There’s always something silly about little Willy! Wang, wazoo, weenie, whacker, pecker, pee-pee, kidney cracker, heat-seeking moisture missile, giggle stick, love whistle. Tube steak! Uncle Dick! This is getting really sick! I’m not through, there’s one more, PURPLE HELMET WARRIOR! (Repeat chorus twice.)

Then there’s “The Bad Touch,” by the Bloodhound Gang, but I can’t remember all the lyrics and don’t feel like looking it up.

(via cptprocrastination)

Now they’re sending me to their main campus so I can see their liver specialist. Added bonus(?), it’s a teaching hospital, so I probably get to be an attraction at Ripley’s Believe It or Not.

So, they admitted me at the hospital. I’m here for at least a couple days. They drained nearly a gallon of fluid out of my abdominal cavity, which explained the painful distension that wouldn’t go away, and holy shit, the pressure relief felt so goddamn good. …but then the worst heartburn I have ever experienced in my life kicked in (like seriously a 9 on the pain scale), and it took me literally 12 hours of complaining about it and finally vomiting up a frankly worrisome amount of bile before the doctor begrudgingly ordered me something for it, which worked for maybe an hour, but then it came back and I’ve been vomiting off and on since then, and they finally allowed as how there might be a real problem.

Updates to follow.

Also I guess I’m going back to the hospital. Just hanging out in bed at my sister’s isn’t working, I just keep getting worse, and then a little better, and then worse, etc. I really hope I’m not actively dying, because that would really suck. But I can’t take care of myself, and my sister can’t take care of me, and my dad can’t take care of me, and it’s literally almost all I can do just to get out of bed and go to the bathroom. If I walk to the kitchen and back, I feel like I am going to die. It’s so much effort, and it hurts so much, and food isn’t enjoyable at all. I basically only eat because I feel so much worse if I don’t.

I don’t know. I’m scared, to be honest. I hate being in the hospital, but I don’t feel like I have any other options. It’s worse, too, because I fucked up my insurance and I don’t currently have any. Hopefully the social workers can help me get on the state insurance, which is apparently pretty good for a red state. Or at least Medicaid or Medicare or whatever.

I’ll try to post here more often, keep people up to date on what’s going on. Hopefully I’m blowing things out of proportion, and it’ll be a relatively simple fix for a proper medical facility, at least enough of a fix that I can take care of myself.

And I am looking forward to having a bed that sits me up, since I can’t seem to manage that on my own these days.

So I’ve been replaying Symphony of the Night recently, and then for some reason I was thinking about Devil May Cry, and you know, they should really do a crossover game or two. Like Dracula teams up with Sparda, and Dante and Alucard have to team up to get through Castlevania and kick they asses. You could combine the Metroidvania style exploration and backtracking with the super stylish DMC combat, hotswapping between the two leads to mix things up, with multiple alternate paths depending on whose powers you unlock in what order.

Also they could have serious talks about the difficulty of maintaining long, flowing white hair when you spend most of your time covered in blood and other gross monster bits.

I still aten’t dead yet. Unfortunately I am also still mostly housebound, and mostly bed-bound at that. Sorry I haven’t been around much, especially considering how much time I have on my hands.

In case you were worried. Just been playing a lot of stupid phone games. Listening to music. Learning the alphabet from the Barenaked Ladies. To wit:

• A is for aisle
• B is for bdellium
• C is for czar
• D is for djinn
• E is for Euphrates
• F is for föhn
• G is for gnarly
• H is for hour
• I is for irk
• J is for jalapeño
• K is for knickknack
• L is for llama
• M is for mnemonic
• N is for ngomo
• O is for ouija
• P is for pterodactyl
• Q is for qat
• R is for argyle (no, it isn’t)
• S is for Saar
• T is for tsunami
• U is for urn
• V is for vraisemblance
• W is for wren
• X is for Xi'an
• Y is for yperite
• and Z is the final letter (and pronounced “zed” by basically every English-speaking country in the world but the US. We say “zee” so the song rhymes.)