I haven’t had much training in emergency medical situations, but I did have something back in high school health class. And various bits and pieces of knowledge that I picked up over the years, especially being a parent.
The one piece of advice I remember about burns is this:
Do not put butter on burns!
All my knowledge about what to do with burns consists of that – do not put butter on them. I have no idea what I am supposed to put on burns – I know only what NOT to put on them.
In order to help those of you who have the same problem as I do, I have decided to put together burn kits that you can keep in your house or car or wherever you think you might need them. That way, you won’t have to think about what you are supposed to put on burns – it will be right there for you.
Here is my first prototype:
Like I said, put something that’s not butter on burns, right?
But if the bright spot remains in its place and has not spread in the skin, but is dim, it is the swelling from the burn; and the priest shall pronounce him clean, for it is only the scar of the burn.
Eat Mor Font
Now that no one is talking about Chick-fil-A anymore, it’s time to announce that Font Grill has released a new font.
Go download Font-fil-A.
You know what goes well with a chikin font? Potatoes and kern.
I, Paul, write this greeting with my own hand, and this is a distinguishing mark in every letter; this is the way I write.
2 Thessalonians 3:17
This post was inspired by a radio commercial. I forget which company it was or what they were trying to sell. It said something along the lines of “hitting a hornet’s nest like a piñata”.
Now available on T-shirts! Go buy some Worst Piñata Ever merchandise on Printfection.
Moreover, the Lord your God will send the hornet against them, until those who are left and hide themselves from you perish.
We have been listening to a lot of a particular CD of children’s songs lately, so I have some of them floating around in my head.
I will share them with you here, so that you too may have them floating around in your head. I think research has shown that if you can get a song stuck in someone else’s head, it leaves your own head.
Old MacDonald had a farm and Bingo was his name-o.
and Bingo was his name-o.
Song of Many Lyrics
Baa, baa, black sheep, have you any wool?
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky
Now I know my A-B-Cs
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
Head and Shoulders on the Bus
Head, shoulders, knees, and toes.
Knees and toes.
Knees and toes.
Head, shoulders, round and round
All through the town
I wonder how many people are named “John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt”?
Actually, I wonder how many people have the name of “Jingleheimer”. If that is anywhere in your name, I doubt it matters what your first or last name is.
and when they had brought them to the chief magistrates, they said, “These men are throwing our city into confusion, being Jews,
Just don’t call him that to his face.
Like a flower he comes forth and withers. He also flees like a shadow and does not remain.
It’s March, the start of the spring quarter. Time for me to update the theme on this blog.
As is usual, it’s not much of a new theme – all I did was replace the images. Spring in the Midwest US means rain, and with rain comes erosion. Hence, the pictures are of waves and rocks. Good?
Anyway, here’s a slightly new look. Expect some tweaks in the days to come.
The floods have lifted up, O Lord,
The floods have lifted up their voice,
The floods lift up their pounding waves.