might. be. the last. time. i don’t know.

well, for awhile. maybe. i dunno. heidi, said they’ll prolly take down the network 2moro morning, in prep for packing everything (pretty much) away prep for leaving (sigh and all like that) sunday morning. sucky. there is so much to be said and i’m feelin’ like almost able to say some of it and… then agin, some might say some things are better best left unsaid, unimagined even. i think this is gonna be good when it gets around to gettin’ itself done,and maybe it shouldn’t be mentioned at this stage but, ya know, when yer not doin anything, the temptation to point to even weak ideas that you’ve almost made a beginning with can be…um…rather strong. anyway, i think this is a strong idea, it’s been on hold, lounging in my brain, undiscussed for a long time, so, i got this little bit of a beginning, if ya’d care to scamper over and make any sort of comment (including wthf if that’s what it inspires)… …where was i?

oh, yeah, ok, so i was gonna comment, w link to, a nyt article about one of the hotel-casino companies spending huge amounts of money buying new york city art for one of their ridiculous new properties. the article seemed to based on the twin idiot assumptions that there are no working artists (of international stature) in las vegas (no, i mean artist as in artist, ya know? not michael and celine.) what? oh, right. the other idiot assumption bein’ that this town is driven by, centered on, the strip. lol. so to speak. las vegas is driven by, centered on, walmart. just like the rest of america. the world, you say? whatever. it was a totally dumbass article. about a totally dumbass company and some totally dumbass ideas about art. hey, don’t blame me, ok. i loaned bill buckley my vocabulary decades ago, and now he’s died without returning it. cripers

whatever. more, i s’pose, whenever. should ya visit the above linked kitteh, yes, the survey is serious. sorta. responses ‘preciated. g’nitie. see ya soonish.

sucky but true

i figured out where my free, unsecured wireless network, internet connection is coming from. shoulda guessed it really. it’s, of course, the house to my left as i sit here, next house north. real nice people. and they don’t have any objection to the free ride i’ve received since june. they like me a lot. in fact, they’re gonna give me lotsa good stuff when they move out. saturday. maybe friday.

we’re pretty sure that those good things won’t include their internet connection, but, we’re lookin’ at the possibility. probability is tho, i’ll not be around here much, if at all, for maybe months. hope y’all don’t totally forget me. i’ll try, of course, to make frequent visits to the public library public wi-fi. and maybe we’ll be blessed with another open network moving in next door. maybe. who knows? (ceiling cat knows.)

all of which leaves major bits of catch up which will prolly never get. caught up. likethe long story behind the cancelled 24 hour eeg. somebody broke the machine. just before my scheduled date. so we did a simpler short eeg at the neuro office, instead of sending me out to ride home on the public transportation. and back the next day. considering the reality of the other regular riders, i might well have gone unnoticed anyway.

anyway. oh! hailstorm. as it were.

no, really. ok, you had to be there. it was comin’ down like, well, um, it was pretty exciting. in the moment, plummetting down all around like that. anyway. the snow swirl, separate event days later, or earlier maybe, was heavier, woulda made a good way short movie, but i was hurryin’ for the bus, late, i thought, for an appointment. and cold. maybe next year. maybe. there’s always, of course, tim.

i ‘xplained that right, about the name change? (s). well, anyway, it’s short and easy. all male grackles are now named tim. altho the tim formerly known as bob may be bob again soon. like next weel. prolly. hope i’m here, in webspace, to re’xplain. oh, and pancho is now and evermore miro. no change foreseen there he’s healing.

but then, what else would you expect, from a cat. you notice yet how i have nothing really to say? just so much blather. i am the very model of a modern major media dude. why am i, then, unknown?

blather and twaddle. plus also, it’s way way late and tomorrow (really, now, later today) i have appointment @ the pain clinic, for, i think, precision cortisone injection(s) to unpinch the major nerves runnin’ into/out of, the spinal area. this could be way good and more. we’ll see. g’nitie.

oh, hey, wait. i was gonna mention how like this is 7 weeks without smoking. i don’t miss the cigarette the smoke, the nicotine, at all. though they were good, while they were, and i have no regrets about, you know, what i did when i did it. sometimes though, i miss the process. little bit. nothin’ to worry ’bout, this too shall pass. jus’ thought i’d mention. 7 weeks. …. so, ok, nitie ag’in.

 

 

 

 

minor bits of detail catch up. maybe.

so. january 14 thru 20 were spent, mostly, in valley hospital, which seems to be the worst of this town’s hospitals. wish i had access to the writing skills it deserves. the first two and a half days were spent in the emergency room, on a gurney. then half day on a bed. it got a bit better after that, and anyway the actual abuse ended after the second day. not sure i f anyone’s sure why i was there at all. and we’re not gonna do major detail here. the discharge papers say pneumonia, and there was that, bigtime. but i’m way fuzzy (i remember lying in bed, with the chills, for a long time, unable to move). the rest is also bits and disconnected pieces. i may have tripped and fallen, dunno, the first two hospital days i was, oh, not quite right. way more than usual. enough that i worried …well, you know. i dunno. anyway, no, no stroke, no seizure, no concussion, apparently. they did masses of x-rays and cat scans and even mri at both ends of the spine. so, anyway. it may be pretty strong and healthy in he middle parts. may be. but then ag’in, the back surgeon/diseases of the spine dude has seen those pics and he says my back is totally royally screwed up. but recoverable. somewhat. without surgery. which is good. last couple days tho… and of course, there were those seven days in the smoke-free zone. and iv morphine. much better than nicotine patches.

so, we can all easily see what i should/ must do, the only, of course, honorable thing to do, as much as i run my mouth at other people, whining about the importance of correct color. eventually. for now, just imagine that they all look as right as the last one..bit less green maybe. bit. maybe.

a funny thing happened on my way to the trainwreck.

maybe 2moro. for now i’m tired and spaced. here, try these.

anyway, said trainwreck seems to have been cancelled. so it sometimes goes. g’nitie.

zombies totally suck.

sorry. but thanks for listening. it helps a bit.

i’ll try this again 2moro. maybe they’ll all dry up by then and blow away. or at least sober up. i’d say, maybe, grow up, but no, that’s way too much to ever expect from this bunch.

zombies totally suck.

bob, however, is an eternally cool dude.

even needing color correction. i can see that, can’t see well enuf to fix it. maybe later. g’nitie.

happy whatchacallit

thingi. ism. more on which later. sometime. stay tuned.

in.

not out, that didn’ work all that well, did it?

happy happy…

everything. including rollover into the new year. mine is lookin’ way good so far.

and busy. so far…

010208 2:00 pm – intake, history and all that, for the spinal doc dude. but no actual doctor contact. i’ll give them the report on last year’s lumbar mri. but more in a bit on that.

010308 2:00pm – echocardiogram & nuclear med stress test.

010808 2:00pm – actual doctor contact with the spinal dude. we can also discuss the report of year old imaging. but. we may reschedule. because next…

010808 5:45pm - mri imaging, brain and lumbar spine. and they send a taxi to pick me up. then give me valium. not claustrophobic, i just get a bit restless in the tube. sometimes.

011508 12:30pm - nerve conduction study and electromyogram. i don’t remember whether this is for arms or legs.

011708 12:30pm – whichever, this is the other.

020608 11:30am – 24 hour eeg. or should that be eek!? 24 hours walking around (or whatever) with tiny wires attached to tiny electroded recording the tiny (or whatever) electrical signals coming out of by brain. be fun if we could convert ‘em to audio and work ‘em into something musical. i’ll ask (if i remember). they’ll prolly think i’m weird. that’d be different, eh?

021408 3:00pm – new rheumatologist. finally. pretty certainly a swift return to enbrel.

so, better and better all the time. never had so much health care, and everyone, so far, seems professional and competent. not to mention, my neurologist is a babe! like to see her in some cheap clothing! oops. sorry. distracted by the pain. where were we?

ya know how, sometimes, folks just don’t seem to listen to ya? i’ve explained to him many times, yes, it’s good to share with other cats, yes it’s fine to be mr. deferential and sit back quietly while others feast. only, not with birds at the cat food dish. (ya’d think just the name of it would be a bit of a discouragement for them. wouldn’ ya?). anyway, the birds have their own dish, plusalso surprises in the tree crotch and several daily toss feedings…

anyway it’s nearly next year so, um, not sure what difference that makes, really. hmm. but like i said, it’s gonna be good. good a’ready. stay cool, stay happy, stay away from zombies.

i woke up this morning

which is good, of course. and pretty much according to plan. wasn’t all thrilled about the sensations my body was experiencing at that time though. you know how nerves are, right? they don’t care about body reality, when they get confused, or annoyed, they make the body, experienced as pain, fit their definition. they can make a thumb 20, 30, 40 feet long.

or they can make a leg, hip to big toe tip, 18 inches long, and being pulled shorter. very effective wake up call, but hard to stand on. harder to walk on. but i’ve had practice, so… only needed about an hour to sorta normalize that. and only needed about 12 hours of awakeness to get to this point of thinking i could put together enuf words that appeared as if they might actually belong in the same sequences to make a readable informative post here about this day and these days and the days to come and their accompanying activities, but…

did i mention the zombies? maybe not here before, eh. ok. i live with zombies. somewhat sucks, but at least they come with walls, and a roof, and running water, etc. so, not so totally bad. still, zombies are zombies. they live by consuming the energy of humans. today the zombies have been drinking. causes them to consume energy at a way increased rate. ’s’ok. i shall be released. eventually. ok, take a break. randomish.

um, ok, break time here too really. big day tomorrow, which is actually today. i mentioned back a bit about the new doc and the specialist referrals. gotta be at the neuro place in 12 hours. cardiologist is next week and the spine guy at beginning of january. so, um, …what. i dunno. sleep on it maybe.

the zombies have passed out. big relief that. but they’ll prolly be back at it early morning, so…

g’nitie.

screwed up day

but it’s done now

and the new day, of course, is bound to be better. bound to be. that’s why we have them. or, sumthin’ like that. fairly similar.

bob on a branch, briefly

been a bit breezy here lately.

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bob on a quest. if you’ve been around me for awhile, i’m sure you’ll recognize the concept.

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and 1 (one) more thought thingi.

something to sleep on, so to speak.