05-29-2019, 07:19 PM
So this weekend is Dead&Co at Shoreline on Friday & Saturday. RM asked me to put together a psych squad. Unfortunately, I am truly the last Jedi now. RM has abandoned psych and psych has abandoned RM. Most of my psych peeps have either been blackballed out, haven't kept up their certs (gotta renew at health care provider level cpr, which is a little more rigorous than common cpr but not that much more) or haven't gone to the orientation (they had a 2-year warning that they would be cut off). Clowns... all of them.
So while juggling TCEC & Cali Roots, I've also been juggling this. And I've failed. The psych crew is minimal. Friday I have two gal friends, the response coordinator from jMED and a psych nursing student who I've been counseling on the side (she underwent some horrible trauma recently). Both are friends and neither have ever been to a Dead show in their life. I gotz nooBs. Cute nooBs, but nooBs nonetheless. There's a few old fart psych vols on the list but they'll mostly be in the Space Tent because they are old farts. We'll be the rovers.
If DM can secure a 3rd gal, he's dubbing them DM's angels.
Okay, that sounded funnier in my head but looks dumb in print. On Saturday I swap my psynursingstud for a licensed psych nurse who also made it to TCEC and Cali Roots, the lone survivor of this May 2019 triple-header. He's a little under the weather after CR but feels he can rally by this weekend. His first show for RM was Fare The Well, and I poached him to JM for CR. He fit right in like all of my poaches, including my slave chick.
Sunday I should rest but G2 is throwing a tcec 'thank you' pool party at their home in 'toga. I have to show face. I'm not going to swim though because most of the attendees are buff masters and I'm very out-of-shape now, plus my body is horribly scarred from that vermin bite barrage I suffered earlier this year. I look like I have the pox. I'm actually excited tho because the Os wound up with Baihu, our old office cat, who I haven't seen since he was adopted by a warehouse worker a few years ago. No one told me. The cat was just gone. That warehouse dude had to give the cat back though because he had to move, and Jr. Claw lost their cat when moving back into G2s home (for the better school district for his kids) so Baihu was the perfect replacement.
I'll be in svale all this weekend.
So while juggling TCEC & Cali Roots, I've also been juggling this. And I've failed. The psych crew is minimal. Friday I have two gal friends, the response coordinator from jMED and a psych nursing student who I've been counseling on the side (she underwent some horrible trauma recently). Both are friends and neither have ever been to a Dead show in their life. I gotz nooBs. Cute nooBs, but nooBs nonetheless. There's a few old fart psych vols on the list but they'll mostly be in the Space Tent because they are old farts. We'll be the rovers.
If DM can secure a 3rd gal, he's dubbing them DM's angels.
Okay, that sounded funnier in my head but looks dumb in print. On Saturday I swap my psynursingstud for a licensed psych nurse who also made it to TCEC and Cali Roots, the lone survivor of this May 2019 triple-header. He's a little under the weather after CR but feels he can rally by this weekend. His first show for RM was Fare The Well, and I poached him to JM for CR. He fit right in like all of my poaches, including my slave chick.
Sunday I should rest but G2 is throwing a tcec 'thank you' pool party at their home in 'toga. I have to show face. I'm not going to swim though because most of the attendees are buff masters and I'm very out-of-shape now, plus my body is horribly scarred from that vermin bite barrage I suffered earlier this year. I look like I have the pox. I'm actually excited tho because the Os wound up with Baihu, our old office cat, who I haven't seen since he was adopted by a warehouse worker a few years ago. No one told me. The cat was just gone. That warehouse dude had to give the cat back though because he had to move, and Jr. Claw lost their cat when moving back into G2s home (for the better school district for his kids) so Baihu was the perfect replacement.
I'll be in svale all this weekend.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse