Waking up

When I was living in Pensacola, Fla., in either 1987 or 1988, I was tooling downtown from my home in the northern part of town. I made a left turn off the exit ramp off the only real interstate in town (and because it was a north-south highway, it was about to end anyway), just cruising… Read More Waking up

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Went for pre-op testing today. The kind nurses at Emory St. Joseph’s sucked some blood, ripped off a quick EKG (seriously, like, two minutes), asked me about my medications, took some money (more painful than the blood), then checked my armband somewhere between 900-1,000 times. The people there were ridiculously nice and professional. For the first… Read More Countdown