I know I’ve not kept up with this blog as much as my readers would want me to, but life gets in the way sometimes.

To kickstart this blog again, I’ve decided to add another category.  This one will be called “Discovery Moment” which is the moment in a person’s life in which he has realized that somewhere, sometime in his past, he took a wrong turn.  After this moment, he wonders if he needs a life-changing course correction or if should simply throw his hands up in the air, say to himself, “the hell with it” and continue on the (downward) path that has led him to this moment.  Usually these moments occur after the person has done something or has had something done to him and the action has been broadcast to the whole world.  In essence, the person gets a cold-eyes review of his life.

Our first “Discovery Moment” comes out of the Phillipines where on January 3, a 39-year-old male florist (which means he’s gay) entered a hospital seeking medical attention.  His ailment: an aerosol can was jammed up his ass.

According to the article, the florist “was too drunk to remember how the body spray canister ended up in his body.”

After he left the hospital, did he go home and wonder where he took the wrong turn?  I’m sure there was a point in his life where “get a can shoved up my butt” was not on his list of goals.

And now a word about the brave doctors and staff who removed the can.  You know that as soon as word got out that a patient was about to have a can pulled out of his anus, everyone is that hospital wanted front row seats.  There may have even been some people eating Junior Mints while they observed.

My favorite part of this article is when the “doctor gingerly pulls out the 6-inch long canister from the male patient’s rectum, someone shouts, “Baby out!” amid loud cheers.

“The doctor then removes the canister cap and sprays the contents toward the crowd of nurses and doctors viewing the procedure.”


That staff knows how to have fun on the job!