Eight Years Plus
It’s been more than eight years since the radiation, and there are still no signs of cancer returning. So why do I dread this afternoon’s checkup so much?
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No Blame
Drama and trauma in the form of internet outage and dead fishies (three of the five) around here. I’d live to blame the troubles on Hurricane Irene, or maybe the East Coast’s quakepocalypse, but really I think it was just the normal course of life.
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Don’t worry. Even though I was tempted to crawl in the freezer last weekend they never went near it. The problem might have been heat, but I think it’s more likely the two new fish already had some problems when they came home from the store. The two original mollies are doing just fine.
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Fishies In Residence
I’d post pictures of the new fishies if they’d ever slow down, but they haven’t, so I can’t yet, but I will when I can.
For the record, they are two “Golden Panda” Mollies, a breed I can’t find mentioned anywhere but on the label of one specific aquarium at my local Petco, sharing space with a Dwarf Gourami in a ten-gallon tank in my office.
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Try putting the fish bowl in the freezer for a few hours, that will slow them down a bit.
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Scary Overachievers
Spent the morning in La Jolla interviewing high school seniors for the Cal Alumni Association’s Leadership Scholarship. This is the one that’s not just about academic excellence, or sports accomplishments, because we’re talking about Berkeley and everyone is academically and/or athletically outstanding, but demonstrated leadership potential. Not going to talk about the five I interviewed other to say they’re all amazing kids well-qualified to rule the world at some point in the not too distant future.
Just dropping a note about the interview parameters and the hilarity of political correctness and willful ignorance. When the interviewers arrived we were told to primarily stick to the official questions, but that we could do some chit-chat as a warm-up as long as we didn’t get into politics or personal issues. Nodding our heads like good little sheep, we quickly scan the first application: intern for a city councilman, founder of his high school’s Straight-Gay Alliance, blah, blah, blah. Fortunately there’s a two page limit.
Uh, miss, so are we allowed to ask him about his resumé or not?
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KipEsquire says:
He founded a Straight-Gay Alliance instead of a Gay-Straight Alliance?
Obviously a right-wing bigot. PUNT!!!
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PoTEHto, PoTAHto
ToMAYto, ToMAHto
GLBT, LGBT.And it might have been GSA – I didn’t bring a copy of the resume home.
Good intentions, even if his tie was over-the-top.
Hope everything went well. Here’s to 80 more years!
Everything went just fine. Thanks for the good thoughts.
Glad everything went well, I always get nervous as well when i go for my checkups.