This collection of entries is from December 19, 2001.
WTF... The Washington Wizards have won seven in a row. They're 12-12. Of course, the damn Bulls are 4-19 (0-13 on the road). Thank you MJ.
Damn. My sister Diane just called. Dad's biopsy was positive. It's cancer, but it's contained within the lymph node. He's scheduled for surgery January 15th. I knew this was going to happen when they chose not to have any radiation treatment after the laryngectomy. Merry Christmas. Time to get some prayers in line...
What the hell is this???? We spend all this time bombing Afghanistan to go after Al Qaeda. Some actually survive and find their way to Pakistan, where they're captured. Then 21 of them grab some guns and escape when they're being transported by bus. Why can't we get this right????? Now I see a story on the news about an Eastern Alliance commander that has a Pakistani Taliban fighter locked in a house. He's bartering with the guy's family for money to let him go. And this is a normal occurrence in the region.. I DON'T TRUST PAKISTAN TO DO THE RIGHT THING RIGHT NOW. What's left of the Taliban are dispersing. What's left of al Qaeda is dispersing. What's left of bin Laden himself is "dispersing"... We got rid of the majority of the evil ones, but it won't be over until they're all killed or captured...
Just heard that they found Marilyn Lemak guilty of murdering her three young children in their Naperville home. Is it wrong to say "Good!"???
Wow. Finally we got out first snowfall that's sticking... only to the grass, but at least it's an accumulation. It's great right now - the sun's out, the streets are clear, and there's still a bit of snow on the grass. Not bad.
This morning I drove into the city to drive my parents to Loyola Medical Center in Maywood. Dad had to see Dr. Bastian. Dr. Bastian found a small growth on his neck below the scar from his laryngectomy that he had last May. He had it biopsied last week, but the results were "inconclusive", so he had to go back today. It took 2 tries to get a good sample - same as last week. Hopefully, everything will be OK. I'm always nervous about this things.
I hate hospitals. I sat downstairs of the Mulcahy Outpatient Center, eating a chocolate glazed doughnut & drinking a cup of french vanilla coffee from the coffee shop. I know there has to somebody named Mulcahy that this place is named after, but why can't I think of anything except Fr. Mulcahy on M*A*S*H?
Tons of elderly people motor by my table - an awful lot of them using walkers or canes. There are a few "younger" people - in their 30's - almost all of them on crutches. Except for their ambulatory problems, they look in good health.
There's a VERY LOUD-MOUTHED guy that comes over to use the tables to fill out paperwork. He's just LOUD. And he swears a lot. Jeez, this is a hospital for cripes sake! STFU!
Thankfully, everything only takes an hour and we're driving the parents to their home, and then back on home.
Just another jobless day...