Shout out! Geez. Two months since my last post? I know, hard to believe, and me such a prolific poster. No health-related reason for my absence other than, apparently, my mind has descended to the point where I am no longer able to multi-task, or even find the words to […]
One summer, when I was 10 or 11, my older brother and I “borrowed” our father’s golf cart from the cart shed at the country club1. It was my brother’s idea. I was just along for the ride. Or not, as it turned out. (My father was playing golf at […]
I was working on a post about the persistent, underlying, aggravating, self-absorbing fear that takes over your life when you have cancer, but I’ll save it for another day. I have quarterly CT/PET scans coming up in a couple of weeks, and I’m in the midst of fending off a […]
This morning I was dusting my computer keyboard with a cloth, pressing pretty hard on the keys, which opened up several apps at the same time. (“Apps.” They’re those things we used to call programs.) One of them was iTunes. My whole library of music started playing. I hadn’t listened […]
Yesterday when I was goofing around with changing the theme on this blog, I took a break from my silliness and visited a few of the blogs I frequent. While reading, I found out another lung cancer blogger died. You get introduced to them through a shared condition. You get […]
Or, actually, you do, but you’re not doing it. I’m trying to decide if I want to keep this blog, but that’s a post for another day. For now I’m playing with how the site looks. It’s called the theme in Web parlance. I used to be a Web developer […]
Before we get into the weeds, it occurs to me that I don’t usually post updates on my health status like most other cancer bloggers do. It feels a little like boasting to announce “Look at me! I’m NED!” (See Introvert below.) As if something I did is the reason […]
These days it’s hard to find a breath of fresh air in the midst of the suffocating, soul-sucking black cloud that engulfs us all 24-7; namely, Donald Trump and his syndicate of grifters, ghouls and goofballs. Between lung cancer and Trump-drama, good things sometimes get buried in my worry pile. […]
Well hell. It looks like it. In that case, might as well try a new look for the blog so you won’t notice that I haven’t written anything in a month. The Two Things page may not get updated anytime soon because now that a walking mental disorder and his […]
During treatment last year at MD Anderson, I passed many idle hours in various waiting rooms holding awards shows in my head, judging the bald pates of fellow cancer travelers. The Baldies. The Noggins. The GI Janes. I never settled on a name. I started with a single category of […]
