Monday, December 24, 2007

Boom Shaka Fa La La La La La La!

Deck the halls with boughs of LEAD!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

If you EATS IT, you'll be DEAD!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Don we now our GAY APPAREL.

Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la


Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.

See the blazing YUL before us.

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Cut the tree down, KILL A FOREST!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Visit SANTA, make your WISHES!

Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

HOFFA sleeping with the FISHES!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la


Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Lost the PUCKERS from their ASSES!

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

SANTA, JESUS, you're not PC.

Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la


(BIG FINISH!) Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Sunday, December 23, 2007

More Geeking On Saturn From The JPL Website

The link to JPL is in the right margin. It's just too freaking cool. This isn't an "artist's conception" it's a place that a spacecraft took a picture of. Millions and millions of miles away and we are looking at a picture of it. When I die, I hope my "heaven" allows me to roam the Universe looking at stuff. I want to be James Tiberius Kirk on the bridge of the Enterprise - a new adventure every week.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

And So...

... I'm Offering This Simple Phrase For Kids From One To Ninety-Two. Although It's Been Said Many Times, Many Ways -

Merry Christmas To You.


In the eleven years I've lived in this apartment I've never had any Christmas tree aside from the small ceramic tree lit from inside that I bought at a thrift store.

This year my roommate, who rarely if ever shows any sentimentality, surprised me with a white, plastic, Dollar Store tree pre-lit with colored twinkle lights that we decorated with some ornaments that have sat in a box since I bought them on clearance at Tuesday Morning.

My recent brush with mortality (I missed the week I was in critical condition because gladly I was sedated) has changed a lot of things in my life: I tire easily, can't walk far, see a doctor every three days, give myself shots in the belly twice a day and get stuck with a needle every time I sit down. It has also, apparently, changed my vision - I've never seen a prettier tree.

May you and yours have the merriest of Christmases ever,


Thursday, December 20, 2007

Kate Bush Thursday Evening

A few months ago I posted KATE BUSH SUNDAY MORNING . A simple piece - three songs and three pictures of la Bush. Since then it has averaged twenty or so hits per week from all over the world. Seriously - five continents worth of all over the world. So here are three additional Kate Bush cuts. Sheesh! I'm like Jerry Lewis in France (shudder).

Just a note to you International Bush Lovers, the rest of the epistleoftimothy postings are pretty good too - if I do say so myself and of course my friends and regular readers know that I will...say so myself.




Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Retrograde amnesia

Retrograde amnesia is a form of amnesia where someone will be unable to recall events that occurred before the trauma that causes the onset of amnesia.

I "lost" five days after my surgery while I was on a respirator. No complaints, I wouldn't want to be alert and entubated simultaneously. What I've come to realize as I recover is that I've also "lost" the events of the week preceding the initial heart attack and trip to the ER. This past weekend, I told my roommate that he'd done a great job on the Christmas decorations. He looked at me deadpan and informed me that I had put up the lights on Wednesday, November 28. The heart attack was Saturday, December 1. My last recollection that I can clearly date is my blog posting from Sunday, November 25. I've gone so far as to delete the three blog entries that followed because I felt like someone else posted them. They weren't terribly funny anyway.

This is my first personal encounter with Amnesia. It has always been a convenient plot device - as common as an "evil twin" on Soap Operas - never something happening in my head. And believe me, I know that losing what was probably an average week in late November will never compare to the trauma of someone losing their identity or memories of their lives and loved ones.

BUT - we knew there was a big but coming - it's kinda cool. It's like entering a room that someone has described as having a window and only seeing four blank walls. Even after they assure you that the window is there and that you installed it you can't see it to save your life. You just have to take their word for it and hope that no one is cruel enough to take advantage of your mind's downtime and lie to you about something you've said or done.

I'll probably come back to this topic, maybe a sonnet or limerick...?

Sunday, December 16, 2007

"SERIOUS" As A "_____ ______"

Fill in the blanks and yeah, no shit.

On Saturday Dec. 1 I was experiencing chest pain so I went to the ER thinking I might need additional angioplasty. I woke up five days later on a respirator having had a quadruple heart bypass and a valve replacement. I spent a total of two weeks in the hospital and the maintenance of my life has changed forever.

I feel so much better than when I was being helped to breathe, it's tempting to say that I feel fine now but that would be an overstatement. I've been sent home with the twice daily task of giving myself injections in the stomach of an anti-clotting drug until it's oral equivalent reaches a clinical level. Luckily, I have plenty of stomach so I won't have to reuse an area for an injection until 2010.

If what I had experienced in May 2006 was a "minor" heart attack, the event two weeks ago could be called "massive." But I continue on.

It's nice to be home.