… and now the end is near, and so I face, the final curtain….

So, here’s the thing – I know I promised to tell you about the visit to the cardiac surgeon. But well, it’s too soon. I need some distance, I need some time to… Continue reading →

Rattlesnakes, Monkeys & Massive Head Trauma

Hello, my goodness don’t you all look so wonderful today – doing something new with your hair? Maybe you finally get that one hinky tooth sticking out of your mouth like an olympic… Continue reading →

Gigantic Fireball of Fatherly Pride

So, pretty uneventful weekend. However, tomorrow morning I’ll be seeing the cardiac surgeon, and I’m sure there will be plenty of stuff to impart. Health-wise things are pretty much the same, I’ve been… Continue reading →

Yea, I’ve heard that One…

Happy Friday Folks, In keeping with the strictly medical tone of these past few posts…. I am going to tell you something to make you smile (hopefully) Keep in mind I hate jokes… Continue reading →

My Chemical Romance, NOT the Band

Todays post has some “graphic images”, of a sensitive nature – so you kids, be careful – I warned you. A whole whack of time ago – (the whack is an actual unit… Continue reading →

Base Camp, Poison & Buck Rogers

Greetings All, I figured out why it’s been so hard to keep writing these posts lo these past few weeks. Regular readers will remember the salad days when I posted every single day… Continue reading →

Meteors, Zombies & Peeing Yourself

You know, up until these past few weeks, I couldn’t complain about any of my experiences as a patron of the health care industry. The doctors had been swell, the nurses even better… Continue reading →

My Soul Weeps, My City Burns, The Orca Dies!

Clearly, the Canucks are gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I tried to urge them on to victory with the brunette, then the blond, then the asian…. they couldn’t possibly have… Continue reading →

Sausage Casings, Vegas & the Hair Holocaust

I don’t have words….. really?! After the two Boston blowouts, then the skin of their teeth game 5 win.. then … then.. this game 6 debacle. Ok so brunette didn’t work, nor did… Continue reading →

Blondes, Squirrels and Disney

Bit of a rough patch these last few days, it’s how I image breathing would be in a submarine with the oxygen running out. If that submarine was wrapped in plastic, then encased… Continue reading →