Posting this today because it’s his birthday! Happy Birthday Romellito! He’s my big 3 year old grandson! And for all you grandfathers out there...you know how each day is even more awesome than the day before!
So I’m scheduled to see the oncologist at 2:30PM on Monday afternoon. This dude is awesome...the best. You have to schedule an appointment with him at least 2 months in advance! I arrive at the appointed time.
Upon my arrival, the receptionist informs me that the doctor is running 30 minutes late. I reply..."what else is new...he’s always 30 minutes late”. However, I then realize that this is the 1st time that the receptionist has ever announced a delay in his schedule!
An hour later...I’m still in the reception area...knowing full well that once they call my name, I’ll then be escorted to the examination room, have my temperature & blood pressure taken (130 over 90...not good and not bad...given all the pills I’m taking). Then he/she will extract the blood...the worst part of the entire visit! I’m a wimp...get over it! I will then wait another 30 to 45 minutes for my famous doctor to show up!
Knowing this...I approached the receptionist's desk and asked if I could re-schedule the appointment. I’ve been sitting here for just over an hour.
Trust me, he’s definitely worth the wait. After all, he kept me alive for the last seven years, but today, I just wasn’t ready for it. As expected...the receptionist said that my favorite doctor’s next available appointment was several weeks away! However, she told me that the doctor’s colleague could see me in 2 days! Hey...this was just supposed to be a follow-up exam, so I opted to go with the colleague!
I returned home and noticed there was a message on our answering machine. It was from the famous doctor’s office. They wanted to know if I could come back to the office later that evening or even the next afternoon? (I thought...wait a minute...he was booked thru mid November...but now he wants to see me tonight or tomorrow afternoon?) For some reason...it sunk in that this wasn’t going to be good news!
Already a long story short...I see my famous doctor the next day and he informs me that after my initial lymphoma treatment, seven years ago, the stomach cancer, (malt lymphoma), has returned. He’s optimistic…as always. I’m depressed! Why? Mainly because I have to go through the 16 weeks of rituxan treatment that I did 7 years ago and that’s a bitch. Ain’t as bad as chemo...but still a bitch! But as some have already told me...it could be worse. I’m alive and tomorrow is my grandson’s 3rd birthday! Overall…I have a lot to be thankful for!
Mr. Akin shares the exact same opinion regarding rape as Mr. Ryan, the expected Vice Presidential nominee although Mr. Ryan does not classify types of rape as "legitimate" or otherwise. What is this country coming to? All of this scares the hell out of me!
"And as it became clear in early-fall 2008 that GM wouldn't relent, Ryan publicly touted the federal tax money he secured to help displaced workers -- a use of funds that would seem at odds with his limited-government, fiscal conservative image."
Full story at the Huffington Post.
I need to check my facts...but I think Mr. Ryan was on the House Budget Committee when Mr. Bush decided to invade Afghanistan and go after "Weapons of Mass Destruction"...neither of which were in the budget. But now he's a deficit hawk! Unbelievable...but given the intelligence of the American electorate...still electable!
But I didn’t win anything. Like I said...NADA! So nobody ain’t getting’ nothin’ (I know…triple negative)!
Below Pistorius and Kirani James exchange bibs at the end of the men's 4 by 100 semi-finals. Truly inspirational!
"Freeman served as pastor and leader of Save the Seed Ministry, Inc., Save the Seed International Church, and Seed Faith International Church, with his then-wife, Dee Dee. These entities were incorporated in 1991, 2001 and 2003, respectively. Shortly after February 2001, Freeman used funds from church members to accumulate substantial assets, including 11 luxury cars valued at over $1,073,000 and a $1.75 million residence in Indian Head, Maryland, which he concealed from the bankruptcy court when he sought a discharge of his debts from the court in 2005."
Source: The Church Report
In addition to the Tea Party’s Party on the White House Lawn…
Well Mr. Robertson, there certainly are assholes that make babies!
Imagine my surprise today when I checked my blog statistics and saw that YankeesAreGermanPigs posted a comment back on August 5th! The aforementioned commentator is hiding out somewhere in here and this is the comment he/she posted on that blog entry:
I'm fascinated by his/her comment. (Gotta be a dude...no?) Not sure if the mention of "Carolina" refers to North or South Carolina. Hell...some of my best friends live in North Carolina. My godson and his Mom and several close friends live there. We even spent a few summer vacations there in the Outer Banks! I've got a fraternity brother and several other friends living on Pawley's Island, South Carolina...but I just can't relocate or retire to either of these two states. Sorry YankeesAreGermanPigs...but your comments just add to my reasoning.
As New York City Mayor, Michael Bloomberg quoted regarding the theater shooting in Aurora, Colorado and the need for a national discussion on gun control: "When's the last time you saw a deer with a flak jacket on?" And on an equally sad and pitiful note...the killings and random shootings of innocent victims continue to mount in New York City!
And now we have the news from Wisconsin...with 7 dead!
And then there was a recent report from NBC's Jeff Rosen about the availability of guns in America! Some of those guns can shoot down a helicopter!
As quoted by Rosen...
“But the scariest transaction came after dark in a pharmacy parking lot. The online ad was for a 50-caliber sniper rifle, the most powerful gun legally sold in the U.S.: bullet range 5 miles. It can pierce armored vehicles, even bring down a helicopter.”
Still haven't had enough? Do you remember her?
On January 8, 2011, U.S. Representative Gabrielle Giffords and eighteen other people were shot during a public meeting held in a supermarket parking lot in Casas Adobes, near Tucson, Arizona. Six of those shot died, including Arizona District Court Chief Judge John Roll; one of Rep. Giffords' staffers; and a nine-year-old child, Christina-Taylor Green.
My daughter tweeted this image from London. She was sharing a weekend with her husband who is on assignment in London. Not sure…but this looks like the match between Mexico and Senegal.
I didn’t get to see this match back here in the US of A! I was too busy watching the men’s volleyball (Russia versus USA) and the Williams sisters. Both events were awesome but unfortunately…after winning the 1st two matches…USA was slaughtered by the Russians who swept the final three volleyball matches. But the Williams sisters prevailed, and beat their Russian competition in the semi-finals to move on to the pairs final with the Czechs!
Chicken Sh*t Trash!
Fast Feud Nation!
(four minutes of laughs from Jon Stewart)!
Sammy Lee
Not bad for someone who could only practice one day a week because that was when the public pool was open to nonwhites. Considering the era he came up in, and the many obstacles and day-to-day prejudices that were right up in his face, it's truly amazing what he was able to accomplish.
Alice Coachman
To say that it was in a remote location is putting it mildly...but defintiely worth the trip! We arrived at one of the recommended hotels in nearby New Paltz and got an early check-in. Wedding was at 3PM and hotel check-in was also at 3PM…thus the request for the early check-in (change into wedding attire at the hotel…duh!) Shortly thereafter, we began our (25 minute...13 mile) venture to the wedding site (from point A to point B...see image below).
After several left and right turns…we proceeded down isolated winding roads. No other cars in sight! After 5 minutes or so...I noticed a “taxicab” in my rear view window. I also noticed about 4 or 5 vehicles following said taxicab. I guess I was going too slow because said taxicab, crossed the DOUBLE lines and passed me (see red dot on the map)! Not really certain/confident of my directions (and I don’t have GPS) I then said to my passengers (the wife, my daughter and son-in-law)...I gotta follow that cab because they all must be going to the wedding! Why else would a taxicab in this isolated area be going anywhere else???
A few miles later...said taxicab (and its’ followers) made a left turn onto Route 6 (the other red dot on the map)...and I slammed on the brakes! “We need to follow that cab” I said. My passengers rolled their eyes and said...”Dad…just follow the directions and keep going”! I thought they were stupid...but I relented and decided to keep going...without the cab (and its’ followers)! I just knew my passengers were wrong...but…as it turned out...they were right! Three miles later, to my surprise, we arrived at the venue. So, for the rest of my life, they won’t let me live down the phrase of “follow that cab”!
Did I mention that the wedding and reception were awesome? The bride is my wife’s god-daughter and the daughter of her (our) lifelong friends.
It was truly a spectacular event and worth the journey. Once again…it was a mini United Nations affair, for the bride and groom, as well as the wedding party and guests.
We partied hard and a good time was had by all! We all agreed that these two set the bar for the next wedding!
I updated my list and added a new couple...Paul & Ama! If you’ve been following my little space on this blog-o-sphere...you know that I’m really encouraged by all this. I just wish I could be alive to see all of their offspring enter maturity.
The Native American man said, 'My people have suffered the most. In honor of what they have endured, I will fling myself over this cliff in hopes that my blood will change things. So he yelled, "THIS IS FOR MY PEOPLE!"; and he jumped off the cliff.
The Latino, not wanting to be outdone, quickly looked at the other two and followed yelling, "THIS IS FOR MY PEOPLE!"; and he jumped off the cliff as well...
The Black man was touched by all this and decided it was his turn; So he yelled, "THIS IS FOR MY PEOPLE!!!"; and pushed the white man off the cliff!
STOP LAUGHING !!!
YOU KNEW THE BROTHER WAS NOT GOING TO JUMP!!!
But, if you were to show up at the polls in November, and the poll worker were to ask you “Is President Obama a Muslim or a Christian?” and you answered “Muslim,” then - bzzzzzt - you’d be automatically disqualified from voting, on the grounds you’re just too dumb.”
Source - Paul Whitefield, LA Times, 7/27/12
