looks can be deceiving...

looks can be deceiving...
yes, this picture makes Marty look like a cute, but he is a holy terror. he is spoiled rotten, but, admittedly, can be cuddly when it suits him.
my life is pretty boring. I just got a digital camera, so that is the highlight of the week. and I don't have a hernia, so yippee.
next week maybe will bring some excitement.

boo

testing this blogger bot picture thingy...
oh yeah...boo

the fat lady is clearing her throat...

the pain is almost over...the az diamondbacks are in the bottom of the 5th of their last torture session of the season...please go rest, recuperate, and learn how to play major league ball over the winter break! and someone please explain to joe jr how exactly one wins divisions/series! someone like...I don't know...JERRY COLANGELO? at least a jerry without his arms tied behind his back. I for one will be glad to get rid of the bed sores I have gotten from squirming in my seat watching this team self-destruct this year.
I hate surgery...it hurts...I want a cheeseburger... but mostly I hate tv commercials about food.

back from the void

So all of those people who told me that gall bladder surgery would be easy can go hang themselves. I spent a day ralphing from the anesthesia, and I feel like my stomach got reamed out with a thirty-inch drill bit. But I can eat "real" food again, except that I can only eat a little at a time. Oh well...
Two more days of Diamondback baseball hell. Hopefully the off-season will see a reduction in management staff (aka Joe Jr.) and an increase in actual ball players (please please Steve Finley come back). Could we get someone next year who has actually seen a baseball and a baseball bat before they get onto the field?
Octoberfest in my hometown this weekend, sponsored by the Modified Motorcycle Association. This is great, except that one of the main organizers is my ex- and his family. I guess I will celebrate at home this year. Go October!

in the beginning...

This is great. I really haven't much to say.
Tomorrow I am having my gall bladder removed. I know it was put into my body for a reason, but according to my surgeon, the gall bladder's only function is to store the liver's bile until I eat something containing fats. So...if I don't have a gall bladder, does that mean I will lose weight? Or will I gain weight? I know that this whole weight loss and gain thing is a conspiracy by the government, for population control. Soon, only thin and athletic people will be left and Heinlein's world of Starship Troopers will be realized. So if this gall bladder thing works out like I hope, I will be one of the survivors? The pessimist in me says no...
So...I hope you aren't too bored. I did warn you.

*Courage is the power to let go of the familiar*