Through Pen and Lens

If this makes sense, congratulate me. I have been medicated since Friday, 27 May, when Dr. Brown did an arthroscopy on my left knee, the same knee I screwed up over 25 years ago. Damn, I’m getting old. Well, my body is, anyway. This time, I tore my meniscus, so nothing like the last time. Good drugs, though. I was trying to be a big girl today and not take anything. Fuck that. Pain started shooting through like somebody was stabbing me with one of those hand-held knife sharpeners; you know, the long, round, metal thing with a handle, bigger than an ice pick. So, another day of haze. Unfortunately, not quite purple. I was planning to write something profound here. Damned if I can remember what the hell it was. Wes is playing some game on the ps triple, and I lost focus. But here is a quote. Nothing to do with this post, though. Quote for the day: Some people cling to their prejudices like old, comfortable clothes that should have been thrown out long ago. Patricia Dixon

I have entirely too much work to do to be here. Yet, here I am. The semester is almost over. One new paper and two rewrites to do. That's it. So why can't I wrap my head around them, and get 'er done? Too much drama in my life? Always. Too many things on my plate? If you'd seen me lately, you wouldn't have to ask that question. Happy Cinco de Mayo! Maybe a beer or five... Quote for the day: Congress seems to favor a stable government, judging from the amount of stalling it does.