Holy crap, it’s November. Didn’t see that one coming (though I suppose Halloween should have been my first clue that November was nigh). Speaking of Halloween, I hope everyone survived intact. This was yet another year when nobody came to the door begging for candy (which is a good thing, as we didn’t buy anything for the little parasites; I pay enough in school taxes, let the little bastids buy their own candy). That’s one advantage of your house being 350 feet from the road, tucked away out of sight at the end of a dark curvy driveway, I guess.

So, now that November is here, I guess we skip Thanksgiving and go straight to the Christmas shopping season. At least, I got my first “Santa’s” picks e-mail this morning. The only thing longer than Xmas shopping season these days is the friggin’ election cycle, then end of which I’m really looking forward to. Unless Romney wins, in which case I guess I’ll revive my Canadian job search. Something in Kingston would be good – I should still be able to pick up the SU games on the radio, and you never know when you’re going to run into Dan Aykroyd up there.

Well, today is my annual health assessment at work, which is a rather pointless exercise that’s apparently mandated by the NYS DOH. Since I don’t go near patients, it mainly involves them asking me if I have a doctor, to which I reply, “yes.” Then they ask me what his name is, and I try to remember what the hell his name is, because (just between you and me), I’ve only seen him once, and that was, oh, let me think, I guess about eight or nine years ago (and then only because my insurance at the time required a referral in order to see a Chiropractor). Then they ask me if he takes care of my colonoscopies and all that, and I dutifully respond, “oh yes.”

Then they take my blood pressure, and I tell them that it’s gonna be high, so they really don’t need to tell me that it’s high, because I already know that it’s high, and then they say, “you blood pressure is high,” and then I say, “no kidding,” and then that’s about it. Oh, and no, I don’t want a flu shot.

I really find the whole thing irritating.

Which is probably why my blood pressure is high.