Another Day, Another Starbucks

So here we go. Another woebegone orphan entry, devoid of context, with no promise of a more prompt follow-up. Europe was great. We drove a lot, saw Nice, stayed in Barcelona, ate well, drank too much (on my liver, anything is too much, and I definitely surpassed that limit). My really good digital camera decided…

What the …? California officials seize man’s pet hippo? I don’t care what the Prof says when he waxes poetic about the state he left behind; there’s weirdness on that there coast. As feared, I am not settling in well to work today. Fortunately, the bulk of my work is bit-and-piece stuff that allows me…

OK. Go ahead and laugh if you want. But Christmas is making me feel good this year. And it’s been a long, long time since I enjoyed Christmas. I admit it. I’ve been an official grinch since my high school days. Perhaps even earlier. I’m not sure why, although I do know some of the…

Day two of the flu Sneezing becomes a fine art My nose hurts like hell

This has not been one of my better days. The paracentesis went poorly. They only got five and a quarter liters out of me, and the anesthetic block wore off before they were done. Dr. Liver tried to reposition the needle to get a better flow going, but it didn’t work and he had to…