Getting real. Some more
Mary Jo got this in her email the other day. She forwarded it to me with two words. “Slow down.” I’ll add one more. “Damn.”
Hitting home
[deep breath] [nervous laughter] [mind wandering wildly] OK. So this thing, as the kids say these days, just got real. We had an appointment today, Mary Jo and I, with a heart surgeon. (If you need background, it’s here.) And after an hour stoning him with questions about valve replacement and surgeries and second opinions and timing and drugs… Read More Hitting home
In
Well, this won’t be the last post about college and Luke, but there’s this: He’s in. We picked Luke up from a robotics competition at Georgia Tech about 11:30 yesterday, drove over to an outstanding pizza joint (Antico) off the north edge of campus, saw it had a line out the door and instead sidetracked to… Read More In
Heart of lightness
I have never been cut on by a doctor. Never spent a night in a hospital. Never had anything more serious done to me by a member of the medical profession than setting a broken bone (a couple times), a little probing here or up there (a few rather awkward times) and, you know, the general screwing that… Read More Heart of lightness
Twenty sixteen
Some years just seem more momentous than others. Just so happens, 2015 was not one of them. It’s not as if ’15 was totally forgettable. I jumped out of the comforting bosom of corporate America into the vast nothingness of freelance space. It’s the first time I wasn’t answering to a boss in some 30… Read More Twenty sixteen
Scenes from my bulletin board
In 1984 or ’85, I was in Hong Kong. It was a British colony then. I went while I was living in Guam. I was only in Hong Kong for a few days, a little side junket on a longer trip to Japan. (Hey, when you’re in that area of the world, you get in what you… Read More Scenes from my bulletin board
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