Yes, this is a fitting, although a bit sad follow-up to the last post.
I sit here, a very lazy Saturday evening, it’s rained mostly all day, various intensities. Currently, fairly heavy. I love to sit and listen to it. It’s still warm enough to have the windows open.
Yesterday I had the day off and was scheduled for a surgical procedure at noon. I made my way to the office, and was home by 1. Still numb from the anasthesia, it wasn’t so bad. Laura, if you’re reading, you probably shouldn’t be — 
. The doc really reminds me of Dr. House, minus the grumpiness, but perhaps I just haven’t had an opportunity to see that side of him, and I’m not sure I’d like to. The radio was on 98 rock as I laid there, waiting on him. When he entered he suggested we call and talk to the radio dj’s. He cracked a few jokes during the procedure, I laughed and voiced my concern that I’d laugh to hard and mess him up, he was singing to a mix CD, I imagine he made. He’s said, “follow the bouncing ball”. The CD started out with The Who’s Teenage Wasteland - how fitting - the chorus, “Don’t cry,Don’t raise your eye, It’s only teenage wasteland” - He said something about a testicular wasteland and I heard the singe…then he mentions something about smelling lunch, and says that he’s having barbeque… and then I smell it. And realize that he’s joking. He showed me the pieces he removed. Looked like a noodle. The worst part was the initial puncture when he administered the anasthesia… I drove myself home. All in all, it was mostly simple. I’m not in pain today, just achey… the worst part is the itch. I recommend not shaving private places if you have any choice.
One other song I remember on the CD was There She Goes… not sure of the artist.