Seaplanes & Other Fetishes
Covid turned me into a hermit, and I find I enjoy the quiet life.
Monday Bag o’ News
A note from Polly, left in an empty plastic container by the sink: “Where’s the split pea soup? There was a WHOLE CONTAINER!” Sorry, kiddo, I cooked it and I polished off the leftovers.
After-Action Report
Now added to my list of lifetime medical experiences: cardiac ablation for atrial fibrillation.
Reflexiones de los Lunes
How do I know it’s a pilot’s watch? Same way I know a person is a pilot … he (or she) will tell you.
Observations, Rants, Updates
I’m guessing this pilot’s pucker factor was off the charts.
Decision Time
Is it time? I fear it is.
Gone Walkabout
Mister B, our 16-year-old dachshund, went missing for two hours yesterday.
Easier Said than Done
There’s nothing like self-induced medical anxiety to make a weekend drag by.