Honoring Robin Williams

They say that great talent brings great personal demons.

I guess that explains my footloose and happy-go-lucky attitude. I have no talent.

Everyone thought I was stark raving mad

Kind people may have just said, “It is the morphine talking.”

But they are real.

I have fifteen from the set. They are commemoratives of the 1976 Olympics. They have a face value of $20 each and are 23K gold.

Oh, ye of little faith!

Internet has been touch and go at home.

So posts may be a little less regular than normal, whatever normal is.

Trudy & I had strawberry shortcake for dinner.

Our conversation was limited to primal grunts of pleasure!

“Tortoises can master touch-screen technology”

Well, there is a headline I never thought I would see. It just brings a whole new front to the terrapin wars. Gone are the days when you can trust your friendly neighborhood turtle with you ATM card. And next time you use the automated touch-screen check-in system at your local hotel, just remember… you may be following a tortoise to your room.

Could he be a St. Bernard(ette)?

Okay!

He sheds like a big dog, he drools like a big dog, and he drinks out of the toilet like a big dog.

I think I understand why he and Trixie hit it off right away.

August 1th, 2014

Another month begins, another ends.

I can complain, so why not. First, I look at my face in the mirror. This same image is vividly posted on the internet. Let’s be honest, I resemble Daddy Warbucks. It is not the look I was going for. When my hair grows back, I hope to look more like Albert Einstein; a touch more intelligent and benevolent. I don’t think I am asking for too much!

And I am playing the old state license plate game from my childhood. You know the one where you have to see all 50 states and the District of Columbia before the journey is done. Well, I have until Tuesday, and I have 8 more states to find. So, those of you driving cars with plates from Connecticut, Delaware, Maryland, New Hampshire, Rhode Island, South Carolina, South Dakota and Vermont, just a quick jaunt up the driveway, a short honk on the horn and then when I give you the thumbs up, you’re free to move on. And a quick, “Thank you” in advance!

But all in all, life is good. I have two more radiation treatments and one more chemotherapy dose. I’m not looking forward to them, but I am looking forward to them being over. On Tuesday, after radiation, I see my primary oncologist, and although I know she won’t be able to say exactly what will happen, she will be able to give me hints as to what happens next. I look forward to that.