Not much of anything.
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
This weekend marks 15 years since my liver and the rest of my body shook hands and decided to give it a go together. There’s been a few rocky patches, but they continue to mostly play nice with each other. It’s rather like getting a cat and keeping it in a room filled with lots…
Well, the much awaited doctor’s visit is now over and done with. I’m scheduled for another flex sigmoidoscopy next Wednesday. Yippee. Another day at work lost so I can have my bowels checked again. I’m also supposed to schedule a cardiac ultrasound in the near future; my last one was about four years ago and…
A few shorts from the weekend, in no particular order: Uncle Freddie and I were walking away from the niche after the urn had been set to rest in its nook. Uncle Freddie was one of The Socialist’s grandmother’s brothers. He is also a retired minister, and had officiated at the funeral. Uncle Freddie had…
30. One Bullet â Garnet RogersI wish I could have found a version to embed. Itâs a very powerful song. 31. Peacekeeper â Fleetwood Mac 32. What a Good Boy â Bare Naked Ladies I liked BNL before anyone knew who they were in the US. A local DJ played a lot of Canadian artists,…
I forgot to mention: new cat pictures on Down time. Kitten from Hell continues to find new ways to apply her expanding powers of wanton destruction. The most recent victim was a model of a cat that I had made and was inordinately fond of. A friend of mine (the one with nineteen cats) and…
A few weeks after I wrote Never send to know last April, I started going into work about fifteen minutes earlier and I stopped seeing the elderly man and his dog in the mornings. I wasn’t sure how to interpret this, since neither man nor dog moved particularly quickly. Was I just too early to…
WOW!
I want some magnetic poetry stuffs…
They’ve got a game of it at the store.
And, when I get enough money, I’m getting that, because it’s got a lot.
I’ve always wanted some…
i love it! i look forward to reading the magnetic poem of the day. 🙂 lordy! i’m having flashbacks of parasit…
Is that you office at work? Wow – my boss would have a stroke to see all that stuff on the walls! I’m not even allowed to hang the clock up!
Is that a poster of parasite eggs I see on your bullentin board? Seem to remember something like that from my tech days.
I want some magnetic poetry too.