In other news -
Sep. 24th, 2004 07:52 amJim's home sick. That's what's for the weekend....
And it's official, Mom's not a candidate for chemotherapy or radiation - so when she sees her doctor next week, and he wants to give her a stoma, she's going to ask for a referral. Tada!
She sounds great, BTW.
One big surgery vs. lots of little radiation/chemo sessions. Hmmmm. I'm not complaining at all. Not if Mom isn't.
Going to go in, take care of the things that have to be taken care and playing hooky the rest of today.
See ya!
And it's official, Mom's not a candidate for chemotherapy or radiation - so when she sees her doctor next week, and he wants to give her a stoma, she's going to ask for a referral. Tada!
She sounds great, BTW.
One big surgery vs. lots of little radiation/chemo sessions. Hmmmm. I'm not complaining at all. Not if Mom isn't.
Going to go in, take care of the things that have to be taken care and playing hooky the rest of today.
See ya!
Spored By Spock
Date: 2004-09-24 07:02 pm (UTC)Anyway, thanks for a laugh, Ky — or maybe I should say a Laugh. I'd forgotten how unintentionally Funny it can be to read Stuff written by People who think Important Professional Writers Capitalize their Words a Lot like The Germans and David Gerrold Do. I've gotta go now — I'm suddenly afraid there's some vestige of my life circa 1978 that I haven't yet burned. It's not that I hate Star Trek® or even dopey, homemade scifi fuc-fic — it’s that those things remind me of how much of a brain-dead social retard I was during the Carter Years. Call it the BitPig Effect.
Live Long and Prosper™,
RADM Bruce Lewis
Chief of Communications
Starbase™ 07
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Re: Spored By Spock
Date: 2004-09-25 07:42 am (UTC)Don't you remember the groups that were reading Gilgamesh and merging it with Trek back then? The whole Alexander clatch? Star Trek was IMPORTANT STUFF YARR back then - *laughs*
I was the only Trekkie I knew, growing up. Everyone else was an hour's drive away, easy. And no long distance calls. NONE.
You did it, Jim did it and I did it too - but I recall being the youngest one in the group - my "captain" was 72 years old, and female. (God, I miss her. There's no chance she's still around, I was 15 when she was 72 - )
Socially retarded - eh. Brain-dead, not a chance.
Lt. Cmdr. Donna Hutt
Chief Medical Officer
USS Yorktown
(And my captain was a Space Cadet.)