The Light at the End of the Week
Jim is ok! There were problems. There are always problems I guess, so he had to spend the night in ICU intibated. Those who know him know that this would leave him extremly surly. Though I have to admit, it would probably be pretty funny to watch him try to rage against the world while so doped up he wouldn't gag on the tube or have a panic attack from all the gear up next to his face. I've been thinking about sending him one of those custom made teddy bears with a note that reads, "Congratulations on a successful surgery, you are now literally a new man!" Of course, the bear would have to be dressed in fishnet hose and a corset. It isn't fun if it doesn't imply something wicked.
Meanwhile back at the ranch today is the first day that the car, the truck, the wife, or myself didn't have to go get serviced somewhere.
I guess I've even made peace with Blinky. I slept really well last night and I was almost on time for work. Today is the first good day since Saturday. The sun is shinning, the birds are singing, my buddy is kicking, when do you figure the other shoe is going to drop?
