Ding ding ding! That's the sound of the roller coaster stopping at the gate.
They let me off the ride this morning after 5 months of chemo and 2 months of radiation treatments. I'm not looking for the line to get back on.
Cancertown is a lot less fun and a lot more expensive than Dollywood. King's Island may run you a house payment, but it won't cost you your teeth and whatever muscle you once might have had. You'll hand over every ounce of energy you've got in this place. I'll be happy if I have taste and the feeling in my fingertips back once I get out of the park.
t's not that I can't taste. It's that everything tastes like toxic waste. Which I guess makes sense if your head has been radiated 33 times. If you've ever wondered what a 3rd degree sunburn in your throat might feel like, try it.
But don't. Just take my word for it.
Today I'm off the Beast and I am thankful for the ride. Now I'm going to work on recovering from the lingering side effects before I test out and get some dentures. I can share more if you'd like to hear, but please don't think I'm complaining.
Just between you and me, about the only place I haven't heard people complaining the last few months is in the radiation waiting room and the chemo infusion suite. The places people really might have something to complain about.
Everywhere else everybody's complaining all at once.
There's a high pitched whine across the land. The left is full of whiners. The right is full of whiners. Thanks to social media, the vast middle of America whines on cue and in harmony. There's still time to watch on TikTok if you hurry.
The Whine in Chief is so full of woe he wants to rename the Gulf of Mexico and annex Greenland. I'll point out to you it should be seen as a sign of growth he wasn't suggesting the Gulf of Donald. It's almost like he's finally gotten out of the sixth grade. Maybe soon he'll make 8th grade with the rest of the whiners.
Betcha didn't think of that, did you? Of course not, you're too busy whining about something to think of much of anything.
Poor Donald has to get inaugurated during the official dead president's mourning period and flags will still be at half mast. Who wants to have their big day under that dark cloud? Like rain on your wedding day...all 3 of them.
Looks to me like Jimmy Carter is really the one with something to complain about. Look who he's got to share time with. And I'll bet somehow we won't hear a single peep from him.
Last January I spent a wonderful few days in a house in the Malibu hills. That house and thousands of other structures burned in the wildfires in southern California over the last couple of weeks. My heart is with my friends in the Los Angeles area.