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Figures of Echoes

I’ve been thinking a lot about Mary these last few weeks.  Most of you know who Mary was but for the record she was my best friend for more than 20 years and she died of breast cancer in 2010.  There is a lot more to her and us than just that but for the purposes of...

Tugging on Superman’s Cape

I was originally going to call today’s post “Cut it Out!,” a title with dual meanings. The first meaning refers to my patience level with this whole cancer bullshit (which has mostly involved talking about it endlessly) and my desire to just get on with the part where...

Vertical Expression of a Horizontal Desire

The above was the description of dance by either Robert Frost or George Bernard Shaw, depending on which attribution you choose to believe.  It was also how Shirley MacLaine described dance at last night’s Dizzy Feet Foundation benefit at the Dorothy Chandler...

Radioactive Donuts

A donut is what I was craving after my PET scan.  You see, apparently this cutting-edge test that costs thousands of dollars, involves multi-million dollar machinery, radioactive isotopes, and advanced training to administer can be thrown off by a chocolate chip...

‘Cuz You Got to Have Friends

I told my friend Jeff about the whole cancer thing and the part that horrified him the most was what the surgery meant for my future eating habits, or lack thereof.  The idea that I would not be able to eat many of my favorite foods simply did not compute for him. In...

Things That Go Bump in the Night

About a month ago I developed a painful bump in my lower left eyelid.  This is nothing new – I get styes on a distressingly frequent basis.  What was new was when half of my face blew up like one of those things that flaps about outside of used car lots and I...