Unbuckling
Hail!
I've had to type this opening sentence seven or eight times to get it right. This feels rather odd, this blogging. I think it's because I haven't written here since the late Silurian. I'm going to have to work out how to do this again.
And I think I might have to, because the long interregnum between posts is finally coming to an end. Things are falling into place. I am writing again, and enjoying it. It may be a coincidence, but the winter solstice is past, as is aphelion - the earth beneath our feet is tilting to bring our faces to the sun, and each day we fall closer.
And in the other room Sarah scans the internet and chats about cats and horses. She is younger than she was two months ago (well, parts of her are only a few months old) and she is gradually starting to walk about sans sticks. A few days ago she drove, she can pick a kitten off the floor - although I have stressed that it will probably be years before she can safely dress or undress herself, and that there is no point rushing these things.
So, things are good.
Anyway - I will be able to write fairly soon. There are still a few things to do, a few elements of the Great Work to be completed - in two weeks we move house, further south to a small country town, where we will install chickens and a spa and hang paintings on the wall and grow roses, and Sarah will potter and work only if it entertains her.
And I have much to write about. A few days ago we went to a drug company talk by the people who make Viagra, and before we went they asked us if we wanted anything. Sarah wanted doodads and I told them I wanted research papers (Sarah wanted the Viagra clock, and the Viagra calculator which rises majestically from a supine position at the touch of a finger). I have read the research papers, which are full of sentences like "buckling of the penetration tool" and "a one kilogram weight suspended from the penis...".
Next time, unless prevented, I will write about that.
Off to read blogs,
John
I've had to type this opening sentence seven or eight times to get it right. This feels rather odd, this blogging. I think it's because I haven't written here since the late Silurian. I'm going to have to work out how to do this again.
And I think I might have to, because the long interregnum between posts is finally coming to an end. Things are falling into place. I am writing again, and enjoying it. It may be a coincidence, but the winter solstice is past, as is aphelion - the earth beneath our feet is tilting to bring our faces to the sun, and each day we fall closer.
And in the other room Sarah scans the internet and chats about cats and horses. She is younger than she was two months ago (well, parts of her are only a few months old) and she is gradually starting to walk about sans sticks. A few days ago she drove, she can pick a kitten off the floor - although I have stressed that it will probably be years before she can safely dress or undress herself, and that there is no point rushing these things.
So, things are good.
Anyway - I will be able to write fairly soon. There are still a few things to do, a few elements of the Great Work to be completed - in two weeks we move house, further south to a small country town, where we will install chickens and a spa and hang paintings on the wall and grow roses, and Sarah will potter and work only if it entertains her.
And I have much to write about. A few days ago we went to a drug company talk by the people who make Viagra, and before we went they asked us if we wanted anything. Sarah wanted doodads and I told them I wanted research papers (Sarah wanted the Viagra clock, and the Viagra calculator which rises majestically from a supine position at the touch of a finger). I have read the research papers, which are full of sentences like "buckling of the penetration tool" and "a one kilogram weight suspended from the penis...".
Next time, unless prevented, I will write about that.
Off to read blogs,
John
posted by Bronze John at 9:44 PM
4 Comments:
yay John,
I'll email you some Viagra jokes - maybe put them on your blog...
Benny
Dr. John: So great to see you posting and so great to hear that Sarah is doing so well. I have a Viagra notepad that His Eminence Benny sent me. Can't use it to write notes to anyone of course, but I still find it amusing.
I missed you like crazy Dr. John... lots of greetings to Sara too.
Sami
Hail,
Good to be back, as Gary Glitter once said. There are also Valtrex picnic blankets available. Valtrex is marketed here for treatment of genital herpes, with a series of quite graphic advertisements in the medical journals. I find myself unable to sit on the blanket.
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