Neanderpundit

They do quickly become old friends.

It dawns on me that as I read them I see specific characters- they were dim at first, but they fleshed themselves out eventually. For instance- for me, Havelock Ventnari can only be Jeremy Irons. Mustrum Ridcully can only be Theodore Roosevelt. When I read Rincewind I invariably picture a very young Gene Wilder. (No, don’t think Willy Wonka, think Leo Bloom) Eddie Deezen can only be Ponder Stibbons. Nobby Nobbs is Gilbert Gottfried. Lady Sybyl can only be Penelope Keith. And Sam Vimes is Jack Lord.

These are the faces I see when I read the book. Whose faces do you see?

I’ve had a sensitive spot on my lower back for about a month, and last night after returning from work I stood in the shower and scratched it. It popped open and bled, and I squeezed and out popped a piece of #8 birdshot. I managed to catch it before it went down the drain.

I think the only one I have left is the one in the back of my head- I can feel it in there, but it doesn’t cause me any pain and I’ve never had any reason to remove it.

If that one ever works it’s way to the surface I will only have the titanium appliances from various surgeries, and some synthetic plastics. It would be nice to be planted lead free, when that time comes, and I like to think my produce thieving days are behind me.

my semiannual encounter with the medical profession has passed, and it seems that I am ok on top (Dentist, yesterday) and OK in the middle- at least until they get the bloodwork back- but they want to jam something up my keister- though, thankfully, not to subsequently break it off like so many others have done. I do not have the unreasoning fear that others do about having something inserted in their ass. I’m confident I’m not going to enjoy it, or become gay, nor do I expect it to be horrid. If you examine some of the cable I’ve laid over my career- some of it was actually unflushable- a 1/2″ diameter camera isn’t that big a damned deal.

So that’s on my horizon- and though I wish I could get it over with right off, I doubt I’ll be able to prior to the end of the year. So “Happy new year! Spread ’em!”.