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16 Aug 2006I turned 60 a couple of weeks ago, and I can feel the pangs of another mid-life crisis coming on. Except we’re past the midpoint now, aren’t we? Whatever. Number One Son and his wife urged me to get a tattoo or have my nose pierced for my birthday, but I wasn’t interested. Then one [...]
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4 Aug 2006I graduated from physical therapy yesterday. Not that my back pain is all gone but it’s better, and I can do most of the exercises at home to keep it that way. I was sad to say goodbye to Andrea and Shannon, my therapists, and just as much to Alvarado Hospital’s rehabilitation wing. Several years [...]
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1 Aug 2006I dreamed last night that I got arrested. I can’t remember what I did wrong, but it was for some minor offense, probably traffic-related. Robby was with me but he was a little kid again, five or six years old–and he looked like his older brother, Chris, when he was that age, so cute and [...]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.