A Psychologist on the Loose
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More Overheard in Vegas and How to Walk a Way with Big Bucks
Dateline: By now, from reading Overheard, Pt.1, Pt.2., you know I’m working away at the Professional Bull Riders Rock Bar. I’m on a barstool slugging back coffee and tapping my laptop, surrounded by partiers who are not in Las Vegas to edit a manuscript. Periodically, one of them whacks me on the back and tells me to stop with the laptop, that Vegas is for partying. As the night continues and my ‘friends’ drink and drink, those whacks are harder and harder. I order a glass of iced wine to numb the friendly encouragement.
To make sense of the More >
Stress. Bizarre Things Overheard in Las Vegas . . . Get a Grip, Pt.6
Stress. Bizarre Things Seen in Vegas . . . Get a Grip, Pt.5
Remember, even discussing Stress, we need to laugh a lot. A lot.
Psychologist on the Loose.
Dateline: Second night in the Las Vegas PBR (Professional Bull Riders) Rock Bar across from Planet Hollywood. Go to Bizarre Things Seen in Vegas, Get a Grip, Pt. 5 for the particulars on this den of Vegas revelry. For now, on this second night, let’s just say, the Judy Dench Vegas woman, me, perched at the bar slugging back coffee and pinging keys on my laptop—is slightly out-of-sync with the crowd. The line for the More >
Stress. Can a Person Really Change? The Teapot Incident, Part 2 of 2
Stress. Can a Person Really Change? Part 2 of 2
Dateline: The Mon Ami Gabi Restaurant in the Paris, Las Vegas. On a break from horseraces nearby and now stressed like crazy. How did that happen? Well, the hostess here in Mon Ami Gabi has jumped inside my head and made my body go into a stress reaction. Here’s what she did to cause my stress. Okay, I’ll admit I don’t fit the slinky evening gown glamour that used to be Vegas, but the young lady didn’t have to frown as I stepped up to the hostess stand dragging my computer More >
The Stress/Anxiety Prone Personality, Get a Grip, Part 4
The Stress/Anxiety Prone Personality, Get a Grip, Part 4
To catch up: The Banquet of Consequences; The Self Inflicted Pizza Bomb; Things to Do, People to Annoy
Dateline: Dateline: the Big Thicket State Forest. Really. I can promise that this retreat spot is “big,” because there is no Starbucks within reasonable driving distance. Pizza delivery is but a distant dream. It’s a “thicket,” because I’m surrounded by tall trees spewing allergens in a bonfire pattern. (Kind reader, as you might suspect, this wasn’t my idea and this will not be the last you hear of this weekend of terror.)
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Stress. Get a Grip 3, Places to Go, Things to Do, People to Annoy
Stress. Get a Grip 3, Things to Do, People to Annoy, Stress for Everyone.
Get a Grip, Part 3
Dateline: St. David’s North Austin Medical Center Mobile International Branch Office. Currently I’m waiting to be fitted with one of those hideous, heavy boots. Why do I burden you, kind reader, with this minutia?
Because I am the poster child for the Stress Prone Personality (SPP) of the GET A GRIP Series.
Back in early November, I had an “event” on the first day of a week in San Francisco. I’m at the medical center because I approached the event (stupid jump off a boulder) More >
The Self-Inflicted Pizza Bomb Incident. Stress, Get a Grip, Part 2
The Self-Inflicted Pizza Bomb Incident. Stress. Get a Grip, Part 2
Dateline: North Austin Medical Center. Not my second home yet. But close to being my second DFW Airport.
Set-up: To bring you up to speed, check the Banquet of Consequences.
So, I’m in the office of the gastro-enterologist. He’s showing me pictures of the ulcers in my esophagus and stomach. (Professional driver. Do not try this at home.) I lean in and brightly ask, “Didn’t you mean to say that a very tiny percentage of people end up with a fatal self-inflicted pizza bomb?”
That’s when he started thumbing through medical books to provide me More >
The Banquet of Consequences, Stress. Get a Grip, Part 1
The Banquet of Consequences, Stress.One
Dateline: Threadgill’s International Branch Office. Chatting with Eddie Wilson, the man who set up Willie Nelson’s First Fourth of July Picnic. At a later time, I’ll address the mental and physical reminders of that spectacular event. We could start with a study of the effects of second-hand pot smoke. But, it was Willie’s party.
Set-up: “Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.” Robert Louis Stevenson
Well, here I am at the banquet of consequences and I write about it, because, alas, I am not alone. (Here’s where you take a look in the mirror, or at More >