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When I saw that Casino NB was bringing Whoopi Goldberg to town, my initial reaction fell somewhere between “meh” and “shit”. On one hand (we’ll call that the “meh”) Whoopi Goldberg is someone who doesn’t overly excite me as a comedian. Sure, I’ve seen her in movies and on TV, but if I’m ever asked to name my Top 10 ladies of comedy… she’s not going to be on it. On the other hand (and we’ll call that one “shit”, I knew for a fact that Jess IS a huge fan of Whoopi (Goldberg, that is) and would absolutely want to see her. So then the internal struggle began… do I take the chance and hope she doesn’t find out… or do I tell her and try to spin this to make myself out to be the hero who obviously was single-handedly responsible for bringing Whoopi Goldberg to the Casino? I guess I chose somewhere in the middle.
And while Whoopi Goldberg may not necessarily be my first choice for live comedy, I really have to be honest… that woman is funny! A lot funnier than I gave her credit for! She played to the crowd, and she was good! A little cruder than I imagined, but that doesn’t bother me. I’ve been known to drop the occasional F-bomb here and there.
So what was originally going to be an evening of somewhere between “meh and shit” was actually turning out to be pretty entertaining! And then the smell started…
An electrical fire has a very distinctive smell. There was no smoke in the casino, just an odor. People were looking around to see where it was coming from, but nothing appeared amiss. I initially thought maybe someone’s phone or camera had blown a circuit. Then again, I also took note of the nearest fire escape doors in case I was wrong. After a very long couple of minutes Security alerted Whoopi to the fact that her tour bus was on fire. There was no danger to anyone in the casino, but they were stopping the show because of it. We began to shuffle toward the exits.
Apparently Whoopi was almost done the main part of her show anyway, so we didn’t miss very much. She apologized as we were leaving, and said that she would be back. It’s funny… my evening with Whoopi Goldberg was far more memorable than I would have ever imagined!
Apparently it’s been 6 years since I last had my eyes tested! I really didn’t think that it had been that long, but the optometrist had it on file. 2009. At that time, I went in because I was having headaches, and thought that my eyesight might be causing them. I could see very well, but you just never know. He wrote me a very light prescription, which I never bothered to get it filled, and my headaches went away on their own. I think part of it was the shift work, but regardless, I’ve been good since. Well, until now.
I’ve noticed recently that it’s getting harder to focus on things close to me. Sometimes when I wake up and reach for my phone, I can’t read the text. It’s just a blur. After some forced blinking and holding it further away for a few seconds everything comes into focus and it’s all good. If someone holds something up for me to read, I often have to push it back a little before I can focus clearly on it. I can go days without noticing any problems, but then something happens and it reminds me that I should really go have my eyes tested.
So that brings us to 2015. Apparently I am a candidate for bifocals. Whenever I think of bifocals, I think of old people. But at 43, I’m no longer a spring chicken. Still, is 43 old now? Apparently for my eyes it is! The optometrist told me that by age 45 I would start to notice a deterioration and by 50 I wouldn’t be able to focus on short range at all without the glasses. Yeah, something else to look forward to!
So now I have one of these… and I’m not sure what I should do. Get it filled? Wait for my re-check in 2 years? It’s funny because there was a time that I really wanted to be an optometrist. I even sent away for the admissions forms from Waterloo… alas it was not in the cards. Too bad, too. I think my optometrist is doing pretty well for himself!