Over The Weekend, I Morphed Into a Full-Fledged Canadian

Over The Weekend, I Morphed Into a Full-Fledged Canadian

On Friday, we watched part of the Leafs game, then off we went to see The Las Vegas Wranglers play, as I told you yesterday. There, we touched (as Helly puts it) “The Holy Grail” of hockey, Lord Stanley’s Cup. And not only that, we met and spoke with “The Cup Keeper”—Mike Bolt. He also informed us that the Leafs lost in overtime; nonetheless, we thought he was a very nice guy. Very patient with the huge crowd. Oh, and if we thought we were goofy taking pictures of Carrot Top posing with the Cup, it’s okay because Mike Bolt was taking pictures of Carrot Top too, with his cameraphone. Saturday was my super-indoctrination day. The day started like any other, waking up to birds yelling, dogs barking, or a…
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Dr. Outlaw…FADE TO BLACK

Dr. Outlaw…FADE TO BLACK

Yeah, so I’m not going to see him on Tuesday. More about that later. Okay, it’s now later. I think I left you with the message I left at Dr. FancyPants’ office, asking if getting the injection from Dr. Outlaw was okay with them. The answer was, “No, it’s not okay.” Apparently, Dr. No Está Bien does something differently. He also does his different thing in a surgery center, where he uses a fluoroscope. I guess I believe he does do something differently because he’s an anesthesiologist and Dr. Outlaw isn’t. So, I’m stuck with the $250/five minute consult, with no idea how much the actual procedure will cost. To add more fun to this whole process, I went to my chiro yesterday. That was all fine and dandy until…
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