You Gotta Be Kidding Me

Julie has to treat a lot of cancer patients as part of her job, because that's one of the things her hospital specializes in. Cancer patient in Austin area needs to be in ICU? They go to Seton Main. It sucks for her sometimes, having to deal with cancer patients when she is has cancer, but I think she's more or less accepted it and learned how to handle it, and probably sometimes is able to bring an extra degree of empathy. But tonight she tells me that she has a woman who was treated for Stage 2 breast cancer and thought she had beaten it, but now it's back and it's spread to her bones and liver. Which is almost always fatal. And there's about a one in five chance that the same thing will happen to Julie.

Fuck cancer. Fuck whatever insensitive fuckbrained asshole assigned that patient to Julie. Sometimes I hate her job almost as much as she does.

Is It The Weekend Yet?

I has a sleepy.

Looks Like A Fun Way To Waste Time

Solar System Builder

A Slight Miscommunication

"Why on earth would you want to jump over me? Just go around me. You are such a dork."

"Um, no, actually I just said 'I want to jump you'. No 'over'."

"Oh. Ohhhh. Well, in that case, by all means carry on."

What I Was Up To One Year Ago Today (Sort Of)

Actually, it was one year ago yesterday. But I was doing other stuff yesterday.

It was a wonderful day. The rain stayed out in the gulf, the store we ordered the food from fixed their mistake in time, we didn't lose the rings, and I was the happiest man in the world.

One year later, I still am.

Reason #732 Why My Wife Is Effing Awesome

Many thanks to xkcd.com for pointing this out. In Julie's case, they went with a sharpie pen instead of tattoos (somewhat different treatment regimen, I believe), but just as hardcore.