Growing up, it was my little sister who bled all the time. Her nose was like a Blood Pez Dispenser, dropping it’s wares all over the acres of the world at a moments notice with no warning or rhyme to why it was doing so. She wasn’t a nose picker (That was Me). I never got nose bleeds growing up, so whenever my nose would bleed it was an “event” for me. If only for the copious amounts of blood that would come from a relativley minor injury and in some cases from a mystery source (up my nose).
The first nosebleed I can clearly recall was given to me by one Raplph Grass, who punched me in the face during a shoving match at the beach. Dude was bigger than me, no joke and for the life of me he didn’t chase me off. I stood up to him and took my bloody nose like a small boy with a bloody nose who then went on to get serious sunstroke from being out in the summer sun for about 12 hours that day. So, Ralph Grass, thank-you for my first memorable nosebleed.
The next nosebleed I remember “for sure” was from Monique Duguay, who smacked me in the face with a snowball. It didn’t bleed much, but I remember to never again confess to anyone how much I admired her, as she was clearly a bitch. I don’t think that anymore, but for a while there, I was inconsolable on the matter.
After that it was a couple of years before anyone smacked me in the face hard enough to cause bleeding, in fact someone hit me SO HARD that I blacked out. He was twice my weight and goaded me into a fight, where he walloped me in the face and made me lose my mind. Oh well, I changed buses after that. I really forget his name, his surname was “White” he was a teacher’s kid and we all called him Winston. He was a big fat bully, simple as that.
Gillian bromfield punched me in the nose around the same time, when a cancer survivor is smacking you in the nose, you’re being an asshole. Right?
I think I’ve had a couple mystery bleeds along the way since then, but nothing to write home about (or even a blog post about). This last one over the weekend was a strange one because it bled like crazy for ages. I ended up with a tissue up my nose for about 30 minutes catching the dregs of it. It wasn’t volume, you understand, just persistence.
How about you? Any memorable Nosebleeds?



Taking a Quick Swipe at an Easy Target
Published by NiteMayr on January 5, 2009I lived in the States for a while, Oregon to be precise. State control of the Education Budget would be a disaster there; as the people would underfund the school system to death, then blame the schools for failing to educate their kids. I overheard dozens of Walmart Butter Trolls talking about vetoing school budget increases (needed to offset cuts imposed by NCLB) because the schools were doing a poor job of educating their kids. Of course! The answer is obvious, force the schools to cut budgets for education, that’ll make them teach HARDER to survive!
I wonder if the education System in Oregon has been producing these dunderheads forever or only since the electorate got to vote on budgets?
People will vote down any tax “increase” simple as that.
Good Old Ron Paul was like Tax Panecea for some folks, stupid folks.