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My tweets [Aug. 22nd, 2016|05:47 am]
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Tragically un-Hip [Aug. 20th, 2016|11:16 pm]
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Holy fuck can't wait for this Hip gig to be over ... JFC so sick of hearing about them ... Overrated as fuck just like Rush lol ...

It's just like no one gave this much of a shit about them before the news was announced ... It just stinks of nationalism and that shit always makes me sick the world was round the last time I checked. — A Facebook friend

Well, the final (presuming, to put it crassly, Gord Downie's brain cancer really is terminal) Tragically Hip concert has come and gone.

Broadcast live from Kingston on CBC Radio 1 and and 2, as well as CBC Television, the show was the culmination of a 15-concert tour that started only days after Downie announced that he was, well, dying.

The Hip are a Canadian phenomenon, a rock and roll band that managed to sell a lot of records and sell out stadiums — and make a decent living — all over the country despite never having "broken through" into the American market.

A lot of people I know and respect think very highly of them, and I gave them a chance a number of times, but their music — quirky vocals and sophisticated lyrics aside — never spoke to me.

Tonight, I listened to parts of the show while at work, and caught the encore at home, thinking to give this quintessentially Canadian band one more (one last) try.

I still don't get the appeal, but unlike the person quote at the top, I'm damned if I'm going to begrudge the bittersweet joy those of you who to whom the Hip *do* speak, your celebration. This is a once-in-a-lifetime thing, not the start of this year's Stanley Cup playoffs.

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My tweets [Aug. 20th, 2016|05:36 pm]
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Healthy - ish [Aug. 18th, 2016|04:08 pm]
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I think I mentioned it in a comment on someone else's journal, but I haven't said anything about it here.

I had an appointment with my MDeity this morning, on account of Raven having noticed a scaly kind of discoloration on the side of my neck way back around Easter. At the time, I dismissed as probably being a result of my bike helmet strat abrading it or something, but she took a photo of it around the end of July and that was enough to make place a call to Doctor Chow's office.

If you want the details, they"re below the cut, hidden for those who don"t want to be reminded that human skin is flawed and patchy and full of holes.Collapse )

Anyway, the news today was mostly good. She told me the markings aren't cancer (the big worry, 'natch), but since she doesn't know what they are, referred me to a specialist. Figures it will be about four months until I see her.

She also told me that the blood tests she'd sent me for blood tests to check for adult-onset diabetes (I'd complained of a series of "near colds", maybe a month in which I felt like I was coming down with something every two or three days). Not only were my results good, she said, they were "very good. I pee a lot 'cause I drink plenty of fluids — and the near-colds stopped happening the moment I walked out of her office last time.)

And finally, the arthritis. She says it will subside with time, and approves of my desire to stay away from meds that would see me getting blood tests to make sure I'm not fucking up my liver every three months.

So, yeah. For now I deal with the pain, take ASA and see if the twice-daily does of turmeric tea (which I started trying this week) does any good. When I mentioned that I can't do push-ups because of the pain, she made the very sensible suggestion that I do them on my knuckles and I'll give that a try.

So. All things considered, not to bad. The process of deterioration is ongoing, but moving at a pleasantly slow clip. And there's nothing stopping me from playing soccer or carrying on my 25 kilometre round-trip commute to work on my new bicycle.

Now if I can only get back to writing, I'll be in clover.

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My tweets [Aug. 17th, 2016|10:59 pm]
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44 questions, not beers, in the meme ... [Aug. 12th, 2016|03:42 pm]
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Yoinked from sabotabby's LJ.

And cut for the protection of your friends" page.Collapse )

44. What song do you want played at your funeral?

I want more than one, but it certainly wouldn't hurt to include this one:

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Heatwave dreams [Aug. 12th, 2016|03:03 pm]
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The pitch was bright, all hard sun baking wilting astro-turn, the mid crowded with bodies of the enemy. I punted a cautious pass towards my downstream team-mate, calling out his name as the ball left the toe of my shoe and floated over the defenders' heads. He turned, but mis-calculated and the ball bounced, then dribbled toward the enemy.

I pinched, fast and hard, reaching the ball only milliseconds before my opponent. Kicked out, hard and ...

... and hurled myself right off my bed and into the wall, down which I slid to the floor.

From above, I heard Raven cry out, "Honey, what happened? Are you all right?" She burst into laughter when I explained what had happened, and I did too, as I got to my knees, checked for damages (slight scrape on the inside of one thigh), and clambered back onto the bed.

Soccer dreams are all well and good, but somebody's gonna get hurt if this keeps up. A rude awakening indeed.

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