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I’ve had surgery, everything from having my jaw wired back into place to removing a perforated and gangrenous appendix (the doctor’s first words to me after the surgery “When you’re in that much pain it’s ok to scream. It’s what lets us know you’re really sick). I crashed a car going 160km (99 mph for you non metric types) and remember thinking “that’s a very large pillar of concrete accelerating at my windshield which strongly suggests I’m about to-” My heart’s been so broken that I wonder if I’ll ever try again. At different times in my life a knife, a gun, and a pitbull have been waved in my face (ok, the pitbull was more menacing my knee caps, but it felt like my face). And I checked off the donor box on my license thereby dooming myself to be harvested for parts, minus my appendix, but you wouldn’t have wanted that anyway. Still, I don’t think I’ve lived through an experience like I did this morning. Two hours in an MRI is not for me. I did deal with it, but it took so much force of will to endure that hours later I’m still lost. The intensity of the experience was so strong that I could have cut steel with the thoughts in my mind. It felt like a near death experience looping over and over and over. If there’s ever a next time I want enough drugs to kill three rock & roll singers and a horse.

There are a few simple joys in life that I rank right up near the top of what makes a perfect day, and one of them is reading in bed before bedtime. I’ve done it since I was a kid and it’s better than any feel-good drug on the market (although there was a time after my appendix perforated that a few shots of morphine or something like that had me smiling at the dancing unicorns on the ceiling). Rumor has it there are other fun things to do in bed, too, but as I’m single I can only speculate on what those might be…

So the forecast says that with the humidity and no breeze it’s going to feel like 108 today in the Big Melting Apple. It already feels like 97 and it’s not even noon yet. I went to the Gracie early this morning for breakfast then hit the gym where the a/c was on full blast. Now I’m going to drink a gallon of water and write.

I honestly don’t remember being gaga for the first one, but I just saw the trailer for the sequel and ooooh, baby, it looks pretty spiffy. Hard to tell if there’s much of a story in among all the special effects, but from what I recall about the first one, Ms. PacMan becomes pregnant and then goes on a killing spree…or something like that. Here’s the trailer:
http://www.deadline.com/2010/07/comic-con-2-tron-panel/

Sharktopus…yeah, it’s so bad it’s, um, still bad, but in that train wreck kind of way: