CancerKitchen Sink

Oh, nothing

Welcome to my “why am I still up” moment. It’s been a long day, though not because I’ve done anything. I don’t know if it was anemia, Leukemia, or insomnia, but today just staying awake was exhausting. Which leads me to the present. Why am I still up? Have you ever felt too tired to go lie down? Isn’t that the epitome of laziness? Everyone else in the house has…
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Kitchen Sink

HDTV

High definition television is pretty cool. I may get over it in the days or weeks to come, once the novelty has worn off; but I find myself watching – and enjoying – sporting events that I wouldn’t have otherwise watched – let alone enjoyed. (There’s a long sentence for you!) For example, two weeks ago the idea of watching a NY Rangers game sans Lightning would have…
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Kitchen SinkWellbeing

Test Run

I’ve run across all kinds of folks on my virtual travels recently, one of which suggested a piece of software I hadn’t heard about. That’s really the beauty of the internet – there’s all kinds of stuff out there you hadn’t heard about. This post serves no greater purpose than to fiddle… and to exercise my fingers a bit (they’re the only things that…
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ComputerKitchen Sink

Admission: Gates ain’t no boogeyman

As a Mac enthusiast I’ve had occasion to resent Bill Gates’ influence over the computer world. Let’s face it, his products may be nearly ubiquitous, but they’re about as exciting as a Chevy Impala (only less reliable). In the event that you happen to be a Chevy enthusiast – be honest with yourself. If asked, “if you could have any car, what would it be?&#8221…
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Kitchen Sink

Aleve your pain

I was sitting by the tube, watching David’s rematch with Goliath, when I saw a commercial. I know… it’s shocking – there’s more. A middle-aged jogging/running enthusiast was explaining his pain, and how he treated it with Aleve. Apparently, after about the fifth mile his knees start to hurt. After engaging my brain for about two seconds, I came up with a little thing…
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Kitchen Sink

What smell this way comes?

Perhaps this is a little sexist, but I usually associate clouds of personal scent (of the optional variety) with women. Imagine my concern when I walked into a public restroom and my nose was assaulted by the smell of burning money (speaking metaphorically). The air was thick with the smell of the vanity wing of a department store. It was so strong someone could have filled a potty with eau de…
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Kitchen Sink

The fat man and a little boy

This afternoon I was having a pleasant conversation about the movies, when I became helplessly mute over the name of a famous actor. I was fishing futilely for anything resembling a name, tossing out hints with reckless abandon. “You know, Superman’s father… the fat guy…” Apparently the actor in question is known for more than being fat, and such characterizations can…
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