As usual, I spent New Year's with
papersky,
rysmiel, and
zorinth, in Montreal. Please take it as a given, if I have not given full details of a situation, a person's identity, or whatever else I happen to be writing about, that I have my reasons for not doing so.
cattitude has a new job. There was an egret fishing in the inlet this morning. I just, as my GP advised, called the mammogram place to ask if they could see me earlier. I feel like a robot zombie--I'm trying to collect used electronic brains. First I filled out a form, which included a lot of questions about things like levels of pain and what I can and can't do with the shoulder, including a couple to which the real answer was "I don't know, I'm not stupid enough to have tried it/that's not how I'd lift a gallon of milk," but seemed basically sensible and relevant. The physical therapist--Larry again--is pleased with how I'm doing. From me, or certainly from anyone in or of New Orleans, that would be a reasonable and even calm statement. This was going to be a rest day anyhow--I didn't really get one last weekend, and won't next, in both cases because of travel. Send lawyers, guns and money: Dad, get me out of this. Not so bad.
*The twist is that they aren't all the first post of the month; nor are they selected randomly. An imaginary prize will be offered to the first personcompulsive enough to identify the selection criterion.
*The twist is that they aren't all the first post of the month; nor are they selected randomly. An imaginary prize will be offered to the first person
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