Living in 8 Minute Intervals (Pt. 3)
The last thing I remember was being wheeled into the operating room.
The Lint Screen, Satire/Humor/Etc.
"Where fake news gets real."
It’s neither fish nor foul nor cattle nor fruit. Whatever it is, it’s something or other.
The last thing I remember was being wheeled into the operating room.
On Monday, Nov. 2, a man I barely know had me stripped and knocked out.
…this Lint Screenin’ daddy-o is about to undergo ‘total hip replacement’ surgery on Monday, November 2.
Oh, I know what you’re thinking: he’s just doing that because joint replacement surgery is what all the cool baby boomers are having– it’s the “in” operation to have and he’s just got to have it!
Having been in Scotland almost a week, here’s some observations.
The thought of haggis is much worse than the taste of it. That said, you’ll probably never see “haggis-flavoured” anything on your grocer’s shelf.
The people are wonderfully friendly and very accommodating. They’re bright, interesting and good conversationalists. Plus, they hardly ever sucker punch you, either.
It’s a crappy day. The earth no longer has Paul Newman. Damn shame, that. Newman had the looks, talent, humor, compassion, empathy, faithfulness, fearlessness and boundless energy we all crave. He was also generous and caring, helping unfortunate kids by donating millions in profits from the sales of his various … Read more