Good morning, all! The alarm went off at 6:30 and i decided to go back to bed, Two hours later I bathed, dressed and caught up on last night's posts. i'm very happy to know that new DR LarryR is not another pseudonym for the dread DotM, and I look forward to learning more about him. As to the pathetic DotM, go away.
Today, I need to work some more on my BABES Vol 2 Report and proofread the second number for the Indianapolis Symphony. Around 4:45 I need to head to midtown to meet my friend Darrel for dinner on 46th Street.
BK, I'm sorry to hear of your friend's battle with cancer. I wouldn't be surprised if cancer were a term like the common cold: a generic term for any number of violent invasions attempting to kill us off. That leads me to my disgust for these tv commercials for Cancer Treatment Centers of America which daily regale me with stories of how the patients' doctors treated them badly and called them names, driving the patient to Cancer Treatment Centers of America for hope and cure. I don't mean to knock anything offering hope and possible cure, but I detest these commercials.