Fr 10/20/17
Fr 10/20/17
330am; read for a bit (on the phone; plot of INFERNO... It's got to be one of Dan Brown's lamest tales, and the film was not any improvement), and more DESPERADOES. Out of bed 410am.
Watched the rest of INFERNO. Ron Howard's, THE BEATLES- EIGHT DAYS A WEEK was great, but this was a complete turkey.
Then, the third hour of OUTLANDER, and the last 45" of MR. DYNAMITE- THE RISE OF JAMES BROWN (dir. Alex Gibney).
9am done with the video; reading DESPERADOES on the couch.
About an hour later I got a call from Ellison's office telling me that I was anemic and that I might have a fracture, but they were going to see if my insurance would foot (pun intended!) the bill for a specialist. This gave me enough time to search the internet about causes and effects of anemia...."I'm gonna die". PS- around 430pm while on the Old Style Cross I got a call from Ellison's office that I did not have 'low iron anemia'; only a couple of degrees below normal and it was not a worry. And, they were processing the insurance (it would cover!) and they wanted to set the appointment for Oct 25th. What the fuck! Why does everyone want me to do something on that fucking day! They gave me a number to reschedule (open tomorrow- 788-3200 ext. 1).
At noon I went out and mowed the front and back lawns. Looks good. 1pm on the bike to drop off INFERNO at the Monroe PO box. Out Wash Pk/Allen/8th/back Edwards/Monroe/FitClub. 45" Recumbent Bike. 45" Cross. 30" Old Style Cross. Whirlpool.
The nurse said that I shouldn't do any running, and to cut down on the walking. Biking is OK.
45" on couch; started a new novel called COUNTERPARTS. Listened to a tribute to John Coltrane.
Watched a film from 2009 called HORSEMEN with Dennis Quaid, and SEVEN it ain't!. A widowed detective, distant from his two young sons, works a serial murder that seems to involve The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse. His eldest son is behind it all. A theme of the film involves an 'S & M' practice called 'suspension'- a willing participant is hanged on a rack with large hooks that pierce the skin.
330am; read for a bit (on the phone; plot of INFERNO... It's got to be one of Dan Brown's lamest tales, and the film was not any improvement), and more DESPERADOES. Out of bed 410am.
Watched the rest of INFERNO. Ron Howard's, THE BEATLES- EIGHT DAYS A WEEK was great, but this was a complete turkey.
Then, the third hour of OUTLANDER, and the last 45" of MR. DYNAMITE- THE RISE OF JAMES BROWN (dir. Alex Gibney).
9am done with the video; reading DESPERADOES on the couch.
About an hour later I got a call from Ellison's office telling me that I was anemic and that I might have a fracture, but they were going to see if my insurance would foot (pun intended!) the bill for a specialist. This gave me enough time to search the internet about causes and effects of anemia...."I'm gonna die". PS- around 430pm while on the Old Style Cross I got a call from Ellison's office that I did not have 'low iron anemia'; only a couple of degrees below normal and it was not a worry. And, they were processing the insurance (it would cover!) and they wanted to set the appointment for Oct 25th. What the fuck! Why does everyone want me to do something on that fucking day! They gave me a number to reschedule (open tomorrow- 788-3200 ext. 1).
At noon I went out and mowed the front and back lawns. Looks good. 1pm on the bike to drop off INFERNO at the Monroe PO box. Out Wash Pk/Allen/8th/back Edwards/Monroe/FitClub. 45" Recumbent Bike. 45" Cross. 30" Old Style Cross. Whirlpool.
The nurse said that I shouldn't do any running, and to cut down on the walking. Biking is OK.
45" on couch; started a new novel called COUNTERPARTS. Listened to a tribute to John Coltrane.
Watched a film from 2009 called HORSEMEN with Dennis Quaid, and SEVEN it ain't!. A widowed detective, distant from his two young sons, works a serial murder that seems to involve The Four Horsemen of The Apocalypse. His eldest son is behind it all. A theme of the film involves an 'S & M' practice called 'suspension'- a willing participant is hanged on a rack with large hooks that pierce the skin.
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