Thanks a bunch Slipperman!

I’d emailed Dr. Fell the day before to ask about the stinging of the steroid cream when I applied it, and he wrote back to say he wanted to speak to me. Then I awoke yesterday morning to find two new eruptions of the rash, one on each thigh, each about half the size of…

I note with interest that I’m coming up on the ninth anniversary of my first post here. That’s a sixth of my life out here on the web, such as it is. Anybody else out there ever notice that 1/6 equals 16.6 percent? A non-sequitur to be sure, but I still love number play like…

Regarding a comment to yesterday’s entry … does one offer cookies to a surly fifteen year old boy who desperately needs an attitude adjustment? Putting a makeshift butt can outside is tempting – I’ll have to see how cheaply I can do it without creating a flammable hazard. I set my alarm clock for 4:45…

I made a genuine attempt to kitten-proof the apartment last night, but I was tired, and the kitten is in need of Ritalin. I left my watch on the bathroom sink counter and found it this morning in the middle of the living room. The newspapers, awaiting recycling, were scattered across the floor. A small…

Memories from March 21, 1997 are simultaneously vivid and surrealistic. Time has perhaps fuzzed the edges a bit, but the impact of what I hesitate to call a near death experience has not lessened. It has colored nearly all my significant choices over the the last near-quarter century in both good and not so good…

Anybody know what’s up with some of the new diaries here? I can’t figure out their purpose. They’ll have real looking names like “JamesHolt” or “Ellenyou” or “MalcolmFloyd”, and they all have (among other things) random sports type references sprinkled throughout them, implying they are trying to get found by search engines. Other than that,…