Dear Friends, A few years ago, Tig Notaro performed an amazing comedy set called Live. She does this bit in it about that saying “God never gives you more than you can handle.” And she describes God up in heaven surrounded by a group of angels, all of whom are looking down at some poor… Continue reading Let’s Hear It For the Indigo Girls!
Dear Friends, In honor of the young lad who inspired this post, who once upon a time shared his love of Yellow Submarine with me, I offer a Beatles soundtrack. Sometimes we all need a play date with one of our favorite small pals. I had such an opportunity on Sunday, and boy was it… Continue reading Ice Cream & Playgrounds
Dear Friends, Mom and Dad are currently gallivanting around southern Italy, along with their crew from the Rhine cruise two years ago and seemingly half the town. It hit me full force that they have more exciting lives than I do when they humbly requested I schedule my surgery around their trip. #Priorities There’s no… Continue reading That Time When You Realize Your Parents’ Lives Are More Exciting Than Yours
Dear Friends, The other day, I saw a memorable New York Times headline: A New Weapon in Russia’s Arsenal, and It’s Inflatable. Apparently they’re using inflatable planes and tanks as decoys. I think it’s pretty clear what this means, don’t you? Operation Inflate-A-Boob is now exponentially more important and obviously a matter of national security.… Continue reading A Matter of National Security
Dear Friends, Well, I did it. It’s official. You’ve all no doubt suspected for some time now, and I finally made it a reality: I took on a side job as a storm chaser! At least for extended weekends when a hurricane happens to be bearing down on locales I already had plans to visit. A… Continue reading “Important Results”
Dear Friends, Remember that time I was confused by doctors directly contradicting their previous, strongly asserted recommendations? I apologize, it has happened so often in the past year, I really should be more specific. Remember three weeks ago when the surgeon said reuniting #RightBoob with #LeftBoob was unnecessary, after she and more often the oncologist spent nine months convincing me… Continue reading Off Again, On Again… By Which I Mean Off Again