Dream

I dyed my hair. Nothing major, just a rinse to cover the creeping grey scourge. It’s still wet, so I can’t really evaluate the results yet. I’m already afraid of what I’ll see when my hair dries, though.

The paracentesis went fairly straightforward yesterday. We only got around 3.1 liters this time; I can thank the new diuretic from preventing me from packing on too much water. I saw the nutritionist, who wants me to start increasing protein intake again. *sigh* First it’s eat a lot of protein, then eat sparingly, now eat…

Tuesday, April 16th, Dar Williams is coming to my area. I purchased tickets months for this months ago, the same day they announced she was coming. I got two tickets, one for me and one for The Socialist, who is willing to sit through the concert even though he doesn’t much care for her music….

I graduated high school in 1974. Yeah, OK people, do the math, get the giggles out of your system. This makes 2009 the time for my 35th high school reunion. I have attended one high school reunion in my life. It was, to say the least, painful. It was the fifth high school reunion, when…

I’ve received no response from WhizBang yet. What a surprise. Yesterday, however, the number of visits from WhizBang abruptly dropped to zero. I find that interesting, but it proves nothing. Based on comments many of you left for me yesterday, I decided to shoot out a follow-up e-mail to our snoopy friends this morning: From…

Twelve years ago Father’s day was Sunday, June 17th. I know because my father died on Father’s Day in 1990. He’d missed dying by heart attack in 1970. He missed dying by stroke in 1972. Both were diseases that were exacerbated, if not out-and-out caused, by smoking. Through it all, he peristed in smoking, to…