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….
Ponderables: – How is it that I can be insomniac and wide-awake at 6:00 a.m. only to be jolted out of a deep sleep at 6:30 a.m. by my alarm clock? – Why is the Kitten’s favorite place to sleep while I’m at the computer directly behind the wheels of my chair? – How do…
I finally got something approximating a good night’s sleep last night. Granted, that means that I got six hours rather than three or four, but it is an improvement! I’m just doing a countdown to the weekend now, when I can stay in bed and doze until I’m sated. Kitten was in a strange mind-set…
I returned from lunch to the message light blinking on the phone on my desk. The transplant coordinator from the Big City Hospital had called to let me know that my MELD was at 18. In her words, she says that we have to get me “a little bit sicker”. In other words, we need…
One of the great signs of spring made its appearance in my area last week. It’s my favorite sign of spring, as a matter of fact. Yeah, crocuses and daffodils and robins and new green leaves are very nice. Potholes emerging on busy streets, with victimized hubcaps strewn haphazardly along the side of the road…
Poetry Mining Company Dissolved by Elizabeth Farrell Now war has evolved into smart bombs, clean kills and all the other oxymorons or should we say dissolved into turning away from the innocent’s cries and the screams of an earth laid to waste. Maybe Native Americans had the answer when they sent their chiefs into battle…
I’d say it was a good weekend, all in all. I spent Saturday with Dr. Twenty Cats, Sunday with the Socialist. But it’s Monday, so I spent quality time with my desk and my paperwork today. Oh well. Only five days till the weekend. Keeping up with the news has ceased to be a healthy…
I met up with Dr. Twenty Cats yesterday. As always, we had quite a bit of catching up to do over lunch. After we ate, we spent a little time mall-ratting at our usual haunts, including the obligatory trip to Littman Jewelers. I think it’s probably a sign that you visit a store way too…
Today I turn six. For those of you interested in full details I refer you to last year’s entry on thisToday I Turn Five. I’ll provide a Reader’s Digest version for anyone who has better things to do than dredge up my past entries, though. On March 21, 1997 I collapsed at school and was…
Have I mentioned recently how much I love my regular doctor? In the course of my life I’ve had good doctors and bad, technically excellent doctors who have no ability to talk in terms the patient understands, and doctors who simply don’t talk at all. And then there’s my GP. I had a 10:00 a.m….