“Dance Anthem of the 80’s” by Regina Spektor
And I’m not even going to point out how the copy editor in me thinks that should be ’80s. Oops.
Month: November 2010
Random 10 11-5
Last week proved to be pretty difficult. Will this week?
- “All Right Now” by Free, guessed by Clayton
Let’s move before they raise the parking rate - “Purple Haze” by Jimi Hendrix, guessed by Clayton
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me - “Levi Stubbs’ Tears” by Billy Bragg
When the world falls apart some things stay in place - “12/26” by Kimya Dawson
Well, they thank their greedy god for wiping out the lower class - “Poem to a Horse” by Shakira
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot - “Too Many People” by Paul McCartney, guessed by Kim
You took your lucky break and broke it in two - “Collapse” by Soul Coughing
Pop! Pop! I must accumulate - “(Take Me Home) Country Roads” by Toots & the Maytals
Said, son you remind me of my home far away - “Save Me” by Aimee Mann
The long farewell of the hunger strike - “Psycho Killer” by Talking Heads, guessed by Betty
You start a conversation you can’t even finish it
Good luck!
Make a left at the piano
A rainy day here, the bulk of it spent at the doctor’s office — or at least that’s how it seemed at the time. I had a 10:30 appointment with the urologist, but for whatever reason, I ended up waiting almost two hours before I was seen. Most of that was spent in the magazine-free exam room, me just twiddling my thumbs and occasionally sending out a bored tweet with my cell phone.
A nurse practitioner, and then the doctor, finally came in a little after noon. And the short version is, I’m pretty much okay. I had an exam, and now I have a couple of prescriptions to hopefully take care of my symptoms, which aren’t indicative of anything too serious. (They’ve been more worrisome and discomfiting than painful, and they haven’t gotten progressively worse since late September.) I go back for another appointment in a month, hopefully with all of this resolved. And hopefully never needing to go back to a urologist until I’m at least as old as most of the other patients I saw there today. (Sixty- or seventy-year-old men, I suspect, are urology’s bread and butter.)
The place, incidentally, was huge, affiliated with a local hospital. How huge? A woman came in, asking for directions to another office, and the woman behind the front desk told her to go back out and make a left at the piano, and then… Seriously, if a medical practice has a piano in the lobby, that’s pretty huge.
Overall, the appointment went well and helped to alleviate some of my concerns. (I kept flashing back to this Mike Birbiglia bit where he notes that it’s never good news when they say they’ve found something in your bladder. “We’ve found something it your bladder…and it’s season tickets to the Yankees!”) I go back in mid-December, so we’ll see what happens.
I have an 8:30 appointment then, so maybe I can even get out of there before noon!
Thursday various
- Alien’s Ellen Ripley almost played by Meryl Streep. Really.
- So apparently there wasn’t a time traveler at the premiere of one of Charlie Chaplin’s movies. This is disappointing on so many levels. [via]
- Harry Potter fans in India have been asked to stop kidnapping owls. That’s good advice, no matter who it’s directed at.
- There are two skating with celebrities shows in the works? Even one seems like overkill.
- And finally, “Hi, I’m a Tea Partier.” I feel like I should have posted this Tuesday night or before, but I only saw it afterward. Still, it should give you a sense of where political discourse is in this country these days. [via]
Song of the day
“Instant Karma” by John Lennon