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Heart Surgery (index and intro)
I've been a little slow about thinking about friends on LiveJournal and Google+ who don't have Facebook accounts; honestly, so much of my social life in Austin happens around Facebook-planned events that I forget that in other parts of the country it isn't necessarily the norm. When a friend I haven't talked to in a quite a while, who most ( Read more... ) -
Heart Surgery (Pt. 3 of 3 as of July 12)
[This is a repost of a post I made on Facebook on June 28th. I am reposting it here, backdated to June 28th, because I realized that I have friends who will not create Facebook accounts, and Livejournal posts can be made to require no authentication.]
So, a quick update: I am fine to do anything except extreme heavy weight-lifting between now and ( Read more... ) -
Heart Surgery (Pt. 2 of 3 as of July 12)
[This is a repost of a post I made on Facebook on June 26th. I am reposting it here, backdated to June 26th, because I realized that I have friends who will not create Facebook accounts, and Livejournal posts can be made to require no authentication.]
Well, that's an instant change to my world.
I just got a call from my cardiothoracic surgeon's ( Read more... ) -
Heart Surgery (Pt. 1 of 3 as of July 12)
[This is a repost of a post I made on Facebook on June 6th. I am reposting it here, backdated to June 6th, because I realized that I have friends who will not create Facebook accounts, and Livejournal posts can be made to require no authentication ( Read more... ) -
RIP Roger Ebert
I've been thinking about why Roger Ebert's death affected me so much (and it did); I am sure that on one hand, it's catalyzed by the very recent death of my gradmother and the anniversary of my father's death - there's a lot of stuff churning around in my head looking for expression ( Read more... ) -
Happy Rumi Day to all
"Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door.
She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side.
Seeing and holding the lockets of her hair
My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands."
"This is a gathering of Lovers.
In this gathering
there is no high, no low,
no smart, no ignorant,
no special assembly,
no grand discourse,
no proper schooling ( Read more... ) -
The Tell-Tale Drummer Boy
The officers were satisfied. My MANNER had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things. But, ere long, I felt myself getting pale and wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a drumming in my ears; but still they sat, and still chatted.
"Pa rum pum pum pum."
The drumming ( Read more... ) -
The Storm(ageddon) approaches
This is mostly a summary for friends who don't follow me on Facebook. I'm still working out how to use LiveJournal in light of the blow-by-blow updates that Facebook facilitates.
I haven't posted publicly here in a while - in part because the one post I've been working on for months (about the Temple of Transition at Burning Man) hasn't yet come ( Read more... )
