Happy Birthday Roberteaux!
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WholeLottaIzzy
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There's not many people on here who can put their point across as clearly, as logically and as informed as Roberteaux. Happy birthday mate! Always like reading your posts.
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Happy B-Day!
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Happy birthday 'teau
hope you get something cool!
hope you get something cool!
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Thank you, everybody! 
So far, this has been a thrilling birthday!
I had surgery on my right hand a couple of weeks ago-- three days in the hospital zonked on morphine with a side order of percocet, and Rosie O'Donnell bitching to Ellen DeGeneres about something on television. Thought I must have died and gone to hell...
So today, I started my big bash by visiting a wound clinic... this clinic is responsible for stuffing iodoform strips into various parts of the surgical incision, and it hurt like hell for the first weeks.
But today was different. It still hurt, but it wasn't the screamer it was just one week ago. The nurse smiled and nodded with approval, noting that one area had already closed completely. She said that I was healing with unexpected rapidity.
I looked at the ghastly mess my right hand is at this moment, staring into the goo to see if I could see the difference. It looked nasty as ever to me.
I said, "It's healing, eh? How can you tell the difference?"
She winked and said, "Well, for starters, we didn't have to peel you off the ceiling today!"
This evening, Ex-Wife #2 means to take me to dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant. I'm still pals with both of the exes, and as it happens, Ex-Wife #1 has been coming around to take care of various things hereabouts, which has been a blessing.
But now I have a different problem: I have to somehow ensure that #1 isn't here when #2 comes to fetch me, lest all hell break loose. Those two hate one another in a way that's truly scary-- and worse, once you crowbar 'em apart, they have a nasty tendency to focus their ire on me.
Other than that, I am thankful that I didn't succumb to sepsis, didn't lose my right hand altogether, and that my cat didn't starve to death in the days when I was away and there was no one to feed him. In reality I find it hard to count all my blessings... this life has been one hell of an interesting kind of deal all along and I can honestly say that even the lowest of lows has been compensated for by the many high points of the experience.
I am also thankful to see I have such a great bunch of interesting characters to schmooze with on this site. It has been a real blast, hanging around with y'all on MLP for the last five years-- so many good times here. I am looking forward to many more!
Again: thanks, everybody!
YOU. GUYS. ROCK!
--Robert
So far, this has been a thrilling birthday!
I had surgery on my right hand a couple of weeks ago-- three days in the hospital zonked on morphine with a side order of percocet, and Rosie O'Donnell bitching to Ellen DeGeneres about something on television. Thought I must have died and gone to hell...
So today, I started my big bash by visiting a wound clinic... this clinic is responsible for stuffing iodoform strips into various parts of the surgical incision, and it hurt like hell for the first weeks.
But today was different. It still hurt, but it wasn't the screamer it was just one week ago. The nurse smiled and nodded with approval, noting that one area had already closed completely. She said that I was healing with unexpected rapidity.
I looked at the ghastly mess my right hand is at this moment, staring into the goo to see if I could see the difference. It looked nasty as ever to me.
I said, "It's healing, eh? How can you tell the difference?"
She winked and said, "Well, for starters, we didn't have to peel you off the ceiling today!"
This evening, Ex-Wife #2 means to take me to dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant. I'm still pals with both of the exes, and as it happens, Ex-Wife #1 has been coming around to take care of various things hereabouts, which has been a blessing.
But now I have a different problem: I have to somehow ensure that #1 isn't here when #2 comes to fetch me, lest all hell break loose. Those two hate one another in a way that's truly scary-- and worse, once you crowbar 'em apart, they have a nasty tendency to focus their ire on me.
Other than that, I am thankful that I didn't succumb to sepsis, didn't lose my right hand altogether, and that my cat didn't starve to death in the days when I was away and there was no one to feed him. In reality I find it hard to count all my blessings... this life has been one hell of an interesting kind of deal all along and I can honestly say that even the lowest of lows has been compensated for by the many high points of the experience.
I am also thankful to see I have such a great bunch of interesting characters to schmooze with on this site. It has been a real blast, hanging around with y'all on MLP for the last five years-- so many good times here. I am looking forward to many more!
Again: thanks, everybody!
YOU. GUYS. ROCK!
--Robert
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That's a blues song waiting to be written....Thank you, everybody!
So far, this has been a thrilling birthday!
I had surgery on my right hand a couple of weeks ago-- three days in the hospital zonked on morphine with a side order of percocet, and Rosie O'Donnell bitching to Ellen DeGeneres about something. Thought I must have died and gone to hell...
So today, I started my big bash by visiting a wound clinic... this clinic is responsible for stuffing iodone strips into various parts of the surgical incision, and it hurt like hell for the first weeks.
But today was different. It still hurt, but it wasn't the screamer it was just one week ago. The nurse smiled and nodded with approval, noting that one area had already closed completely. She said that I was healing with unexpected rapidity.
I looked at the ghastly mess my right hand is at this moment, staring into the goo to see if I could see the difference. It looked nasty as ever to me.
I said, "It's healing, eh? How can you tell the difference?"
She winked and said, "Well, for starters, we didn't have to peel you off the ceiling today!"
This evening, Ex-Wife #2 means to take me to dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant. I'm still pals with both of the exes, and as it happens, Ex-Wife #1 has been coming around to take care of various things hereabouts, which has been a blessing.
But now I have a different problem: I have to somehow ensure that #1 isn't here when #2 comes to fetch me, lest all hell break loose. Those two hate one another in a way that's truly scary-- and worse, once you crowbar 'em apart, they have a nasty tendency to focus their ire on me.
Other than that, I am thankful that I didn't succumb to sepsis, didn't lose my right hand altogether, and that my cat didn't starve to death in the days when I was away and there was no one to feed him. In reality I find it hard to count all my blessings... this life has been one hell of an interesting kind of deal all along and I can honestly say that even the lowest of lows has been compensated for by the many high points of the experience.
I am also thankful to see I have such a great bunch of interesting characters to schmooze with on this site. It has been a real blast, hanging around with y'all on MLP for the last five years-- so many good times here. I am looking forward to many more!
Again: thanks, everybody!
YOU. GUYS. ROCK!
--Robert
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Thank you, everybody!
*snip*
But now I have a different problem: I have to somehow ensure that #1 isn't here when #2 comes to fetch me, lest all hell break loose. Those two hate one another in a way that's truly scary-- and worse, once you crowbar 'em apart, they have a nasty tendency to focus their ire on me.
--Robert
Ah yes - be careful with hazardous materials
Good luck!
