i’ll get back to the catalan, maurizio, barca, cs lewis, etc. tomorrow. But based on what people who read my blog seem to be interested in, i thought i’d give the public what it wants by updating an alternative plot-line: the brain damage vs panic saga.
i went back to dr. cranium for the results of [...]
Entries Tagged as ‘brain damage’
5 August, 2007
we now interrupt this vacation story for a brief prognosis
14 July, 2007
but that’s not even on the main periodic table
so, as i mentioned in my last post, i had an MRI this week. it was, as you suspect, what the kids call “good times.”
i had to schedule it early because i need to keep people at work a little less up to date on my personal life. leaving early and coming in late may [...]
13 July, 2007
what do you get when you cross a hedge fund trader and a longshoreman?
well, that depends on whom you ask, i guess. but according to ronnie of carle place, long island, what you get is what i, apparently, need.
cs lewis and i met at the beer garden for a drink after an especially painful stab therapy session. as i’d suspected, cs lewis’d made friends by the time i arrived. [...]
28 June, 2007
uh, i’m not sure how to take that
i have had the grand distinction of being called “interesting” by both a neurologist and a psychiatrist.
since both of these gentlemen are very learned, been practicing for decades, are unknown to each other and are essentially talking about my brain, i’m not so sure this is a good thing.
in addition to a dental cleaning and a dose [...]
9 June, 2007
things to do on a rainy day
that is if you’re an enormous nerd like me.
1. Watch a Lifetime movie starring Jenna Elfman as a woman obsessed with a surgeon who has invented an entire relationship in her head (as well as a gauzily-lit psychiatrist and a contempt of court-prone journalist). Best line from the court-appointed psychiatrist: “she has seven of the [...]
6 June, 2007
the boss of me
i’m totally having one of those “dancing in the dark” moments. you know, “i wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face…”
i’m not sure if bruce meant that expression of ennui to extend to your job, friends, family, name, home furnishings, country of residence… but i think he did. and man, was he singing my tune.
you know [...]