Learning Continuous Chest Compression CPR To Save Gar The Texan

This particular blogging is what is known as a Public Service Announcement.

According to Wikipedia, "A public service announcement (PSA) or public service ad is a type of advertisement featured on television, radio, print or other media. Whereas the objective of a standard advertisement is to market a product, a PSA is intended to change the public interest, by raising awareness of an issue, affecting public attitudes, and potentially stimulating action."

I'll get to the PSA in a second or two. First I must say that Betty Jo Bouvier regularly sends me email that ranges from the ridiculous to the sublime. This morning's ridiculousness, from Betty Jo, was the latest installment of the Women of Wal-Mart. This morning's sublime, from Betty Jo, was a lot of cute animals and a Public Service Announcement YouTube video from the University of Arizona College of Medicine.

I have never been in a situation where I wish I knew what to do if someone went into Cardiac Arrest. I have been told, a time or two, that I should learn what to do.

The only time that I recollect that I have been in a situation where someone was in dire need of medical attention were multiple incidents of Gar the Texan having diabetic attacks of the vapors.

The University of Arizona College of Medicine has developed a new CPR technique that is much more effective and easier to perform than the old technique.

Every 3 days more Americans die from cardiac arrest than the total killed in the 9/11 terrorist attacks.

Continuous Chest Compression CPR is a use your hands only method of CPR that doubles the chance of a person surviving cardiac arrest. It is easy to do, easy to learn. And requires no mouth to mouth contact. Which is a significant benefit of this technique when one thinks of the possibility of dealing with someone like Gar the Texan's cardiac arrest.

Below is a YouTube video from the University of Arizona College of Medicine that explains this new CPR technique. Methinks it behooves everyone to learn this....

The 2nd Friday Of February In Texas With Leaking Eyes Not Caused By Hay Bales

The view is blue from my primary viewing portal on the outer world on this 2nd Friday of the 2nd month of 2012.

Already over a 3rd of this 2nd month of 2012 is history. Soon it will be Spring and shivering will be a thing of the past.

This Friday morning it is not too shiveringly cold at 11 degrees  above freezing.

I am really growing tired of whatever it is that is polluting the air that I breathe that is causing me for the first time ever to constantly require nasal spray intervention to keep my respiratory system functioning.

I have not read much of late regarding the apparent fact that children living in the Barnett Shale polluted zone have something like a 25% asthma rate, where the norm for kids in non-Barnett Shale zones is something like 9%.

The only thing I ever had any sort of allergic reaction, prior to moving to Texas, was to hay, that being hay inside of a barn. And that reaction was mild and only followed hours of playing in tunnels made with hay bales.

I have not been in a single hay bale tunnel since I have been in Texas.

Today I Made It Past Tandy Hill's Raw Sewage Ruts To The Crystal Clear Water Of Tandy Falls

The Crystal Clear Waters Of Tandy Creek

In the picture you are looking at ripples in the crystal clear water beneath Tandy Falls, with the ripples caused by the falls falling over the Tandy Escarpment.

It is a miracle of the cleansing nature of Mother Nature that the waters of Tandy Creek are back running clear.

Today I parked on top of Mount Tandy and made my way down the north side of the mountain to the site of the recent massive raw sewage spill that ran in to Tandy Creek and then in to the Trinity River, eventually making it all the way to the Gulf of Mexico.

I can not help but wonder how many municipalities downstream from Fort Worth take their drinking water from the Trinity River?

I can also not help but wonder if the City of Fort Worth warned municipalities downstream that a massive raw sewage spill had contaminated the Trinity River?

Or is raw sewage spilling into creeks and rivers just the norm in this part of the planet and not worthy of concern? Or worthy of letting anyone know you've had a bad boo-boo?

Tandy Highway Massive Raw Sewage Ruts

In the picture on the left you are looking at the extremely rutted remains of the sewage sludge left behind on the Tandy Highway by the recent raw sewage spill.

As you can see, the most recent work on the pipelines has left the area even more rutted than it was a couple days ago.

It was a bit of a challenge to make my way to the crystal clear waters of Tandy Creek, avoiding stepping where raw sewage recently flowed.

But I made it.

Give it time and the scars of this most recent man-made environmental damage to the Tandy Hills will heal.

I hope.

The 2nd Thursday Of The 2nd Month Of 2012 In Texas Thinking About Moving To Washington Where You Can Now Marry The Girl Or Boy Of Your Dreams

Looking through the bars of my patio prison cell as the sun begins to arrive on the morning of the 2nd Thursday of the 2nd month of 2012 it appears the sky is without clouds, even though my weather predictor says it will be cloudy today.

Currently, according to my computer based temperature monitoring device, it is only 4 degrees above freezing in the outer world at my location.

If I do any hill hiking today I will be wearing an appropriate level of layers of clothing, unlike yesterday's chill inducing lack of an appropriate level of layers of clothing.

Changing the subject from getting chilly to getting married.

Yesterday I was surprised to learn that my former state of residence, that being the State of Washington, has approved same sex marriage. I would expect such a thing from a liberal, progressive state like Texas, but for repressive, conservative Washington to approve such a thing? That is just really surprising to me.

I guess this news means I can now move back to Washington and marry either the girl or the boy of my dreams.

Which, apparently, is progress.

Before I make the move back to Washington I wish I could say I was going swimming this morning, but I can't.

It is too cold.

If only I was fatter, with a better developed layer of insulative adipose tissue I might be able to continue to enjoy the salubrious benefits of swimming, even when it is cold.

Delicate Arch Evidence That Texas Has Aged Me Beyond My Years

Tonight I was looking for a picture of myself when I was fatter than I am now, due to having a use for a picture of myself being fatter than I am now.

But, I could not find a picture of myself being fatter than I am now.

While looking for a fat picture I came upon one of my all time favorite pictures. I applied the Picasa Picnik CinemaScope filter to the picture, which explains the black bars at top and bottom.

This picture was taken about a year before I moved to Texas. I'd been stuck on a Lake Powell Houseboat for 4 days, and then to Moab, where eventually we went to Arches National Park and hiked to Delicate Arch, which is what is in the background in the picture.

Looking at this picture it is appalling to see such stark evidence of the degree to which Texas and its harsh climate has so greatly aged me. Maybe the passage of 12 years made some contribution.

On The Tandy Hills Enjoying New Brush Free Vistas

The New Nude Tandy Mesa

It was barely 40 when I took off for the Tandy Hills a few minutes before noon. I did not realize til I got cold that today required long pants.

Lacking long big boy pants caused me to need to run up the hills in order to warm up.

I parked on View Street to enter the hills via the main entry point. Off the main trail, I took the first option to the right.

I was soon surprised to see the formerly brushy view totally altered by Saturday's Brush Bash, with there now being a clear view of a now bare, flat mesa.

I am thinking this newly bared, flat mesa is going to provide a colorful wildflower vista in a couple months.

I heard no unseemly motorized vehicle noises today. I did not get near the site of the recent massive Tandy Hills Raw Sewage Spill to see if the ecological disaster is still being worked on.

Or cleaned up.

The 2nd Tuesday Of February Dawns Bright White After A Night Of Too Much Repartee

When I looked out my primary viewing portal on the outer world at the pre-dawn darkness on this second Tuesday of the second month of 2012 a bright flash of white temporarily blinded me.

When the temporary blinding abated I could see that the sun was beginning to light up what appears to be a partly cloudy sky.

Last night, when I turned off my TV, Mitt Romney was leading in Colorado. By morning Rick Santorum had won Colorado. And Minnesota and Missouri. And not by a small margin.

Methinks the Republicans are messing up real bad and the result will be 4 more years of Barack Obama.

Last night, for the first time in a long time, I exchanged multiple messages with Wee Cheng in Singapore. Wee asked me if Obama was a Republican or a Democrat. Wee said she likes Obama.

Last night, in addition to Wee, I had multiple messages going from various sources. Both my monitors were popping up with messages. Facebook  messages, Facebook comments, blog comments and email.

It can get confusing. When making rapid comments I tend to go short, succinct and snarky. And try to be a bit amusing and possibly witty.

Trouble is, if it is multiple messages going on to multiple people I lose track of who I need to be totally literal with and who can handle obtuse humor. With the non-literal, banter is more easily exchanged, With the literal I can go off the rails, with those earnest types confused.

By 11, last night, I was tired of too much messaging and went to bed, where I think nightmares caused the erratic messaging to continue.

I am looking forward to today being a message free day. If you email me, Facebook me or comment me and I do not reply, that is why.

Playing With Long Necked Fosdic Lake Birds Thinking About Foregoing Wells Fargo Bank

In the center of the picture is a long necked bird standing in the shallows of Fosdic Lake, in Oakland Lake Park, surrounded by sticks.

The long necked bird seemed not to care at all that I was near. Usually the long necked birds are a bit on the skittish side and are quick to take flight.

Fosdic Lake was seeming a bit on the full side today. I have no idea if Fosdic Lake is having its water elevation raised by any of Fort Worth's multiple water and sanitary sewer line leaks.

I started off today feeling quite the ball of energy.

Then, before I went to visit the birds who float on Fosdic Lake, I went to Wells Fargo Bank. Suffice to say, Wells Fargo Bank aggravated me. I believe Well Fargo Bank is in some sort of hot water due to bad deeds done in the whole home foreclosure mess. Wells Fargo Bank seems to be a not too competently run bank.

But, the tellers are friendly.

My other bank, First Convenience, which I took to calling First Inconvenience, a year ago, when first opening an account, has turned out to be a perfectly fine and convenient bank.

I think Wells Fargo will become Wells Forgo, soon.

And on the temperature news front. It is only 57 degrees in the outer world at my location, according to my computer based temperature monitoring device. But, I was feeling overheated in my interior space, so I've opened windows.

I fear I may be in the first throes of Male Menopause and may be having Hot Flashes.

It is almost always something. And usually it is aggravating.

Spencer Jack Enjoying Waterfront Not Brought About By Fort Worth Congresswoman Kay Granger's Corrupt Earmarking

Spencer Jack Climbing On Larrabee Rocks

My nephew of late has been sending me pictures of my great nephew Spencer Jack in danger.

If I remember right I blogged about my Nephews in Danger last week.

My nephew's photos of Spencer Jack exploring some of my favorite places has the effect of making me a bit homesick.

The picture you see here is Spencer Jack exploring the rocky beach at Larrabee State Park.

Larrabee State Park was established in 1915 as Washington's first state park.

The water you see in the picture is saltwater. I'm not quite sure of my geography. This saltwater is either at the northern reaches of Puget Sound or the eastern reaches of the Straits of Juan de Fuca.

What I do know, for certain, is this big body of water was the not result of any demented River Vision Boondoggle created to give Western Washington some waterfront property and a local congresswoman's son a job.

Speaking of which, just minutes ago I heard from Beale that the Washington Post has an article today titled "Congressional earmarks sometimes used to fund projects near lawmakers' properties", in which mention is made of the nefarious earmark dealings of Fort Worth's controversial congresswoman, the mother of J.D., Kay.Granger.

Congresswoman Kay's earmarks send money to the Trinity River Vision Boondoggle to help fund Fort Worth's important public works project that will give the town a little lake, some canals and an un-needed flood diversion channel, with some nondescript bridges across the un-needed flood diversion channel.

Oh, and to give her son, J.D., a job.

For which he has zero qualifications.

Nepotism was banned years ago from Fort Worth dictionaries.

Meanwhile, up in Washington, my great nephew, Spencer Jack, is enjoying countless miles of waterfront hiking, courtesy of Mother Nature, not Mother Kay.

The First Tuesday Pre-Dawn Of February In Texas Is Glowing Golden

I am up well before the sun on this first Tuesday of the second month of 2012, looking through the bars of my patio prison cell at a pool of water glowing golden and turquoise.

This year's February has 29 days. Which would seem to indicate almost 25% of February has already passed into history.

And that a lot of people will be having their first birthday party in 4 years this coming February 29. I am not certain, but I think those born on February 29 are called Leap Year Babies.

Before the arrival of the golden orb in the sky to begin its daily heating duty we are already warmed to 47 degrees in the outer world at my location, heading to a high of 59 today, if those who predict such things are correct in their prediction.

The time of the year is rapidly approaching where I will be able to say, every morning, I am going swimming now. I look forward to that day.

I think my aerobic stimulation today will once again come from running up the hills of Tandy. I will need such a break after multiple hours of re-tooling webpages.