I am in here.
I am off crutches! The doctor said that, while the fractures are still there, not healed, I can begin to walk on the foot. But, “No marathons,” he said. I am happy to comply with that last because I can’t run a marathon anyway. I can type real well, but obviously, that’s not regarded as … Continue reading O frabjous day!
I love this blog…. 19 January 2003“No. No way. Give me an example.” *pause* “That doesn’t even count, I was trying to show Jenna I could drive with my knee.” –A woman talking on a cell phone outside Pegasus Books [In Passing… –]
In what I can only figure is some sort of upturn, the word “tibia” is gaining on “jewish conspiracy” as a search term that gets to my blog. Perhaps people are more curious about my Unfortunate Left Foot than they are in my impending membership in Judaism. Well, it is a turn, and I can … Continue reading how you get here
Two weeks. It seems longer than that. Other peoples’ deaths warp time for the survivors, I think. I’d say “grief” instead of “death” but I have no idea if this is grief I feel. It’s nothing like I felt at my father’s death. I need a new definition. I need a word that means both … Continue reading definitions
white pebble 