Do Rain Me.

As in, “do, a deer, a female deer”. Interesting. I first typed that as “a femail dear”. I do believe that the synapses are starting to dissolve from all the rain. I took two days off this week and went to a town about an hour from here to see a Loreena McKennitt concert. It’s…

Ten

five six eight Seven’s out there too, somewhere. So’s nine. I just can’t be arsed to find them. A lot has happened in ten years. They no longer give heparin to cardiac patients. Synthetic heparinoids are all the rage now. No allergic reactions to those. I was one of the first patients to get a…

Season’s End

If you’re looking for a good, inexpensive chardonay, don’t get the Chateau St. Jean, for what it’s worth.  I drink seldom, and I try to make it worth my while when I do have a drink.  Chateau St. Jean has a hint of soap suds in the bouquet, and a lingering after-taste of nail polish…

Kicking Ant Hills

Winter has arrived late this year, and seemingly intends to catch up on lost time.  A soft snow fell, leaving a thin layer of poofy nothing on my car Thursday morning.  Feeling lazy, I got into my car and drove off from underneath it, leaving a white cloud of dust behind me for the first…

I’m home.

It’s been a while.  I see that things have changed in my absence.  I’d gotten so used to coding the html myself that it’s almost disappointing to see that the whole thing has been "dumbed down".  Then again, there’s a spell checker now.  In all, I suppose that’s worth the trade off. Why did I…