Bal'mer

dark period caused by entering Johns Hopkins Hospital to continue the search for the cause of my shortness of breath.   Some progress being made/observed by eliminating an excess liquid in the bod.   Pulmonary Fibrosis has many guises and finding the correct one is difficult (and slow).

those of you who also dabble on (my) Facebook can see some of the pictures of the cuisine d'Hopital... not having been incarcerated recently, i don't have a standard.  I am on a (thank you) enforced "heart healthy" diet.  mountains of vegetables (see facebook), but a couple of the main proteins have been edible.  Salmon was very good, sliced oven roasted turkey breast not so much.

doing images for this audience is lacking due to no equipment on scene, which MFO is remedying today..

were things normal (apparently nevermore) i would launch into a building rant about the yearly editions of car commercials.  The crown jewel this year is from Lexus, where, for reference, "manufacturing is centered in the Chūbu and Kyūshū (Japan) regions, and in particular at Toyota's Tahara, Aichi, Chūbu and Miyata, Fukuoka, Kyūshū plants".  okay, the spokesperson for these mostly off shore created vehicles has a distinctly British accent.  the most stupidest (IMHO) version opens with a smug little female of eight (?), who, get this, cuddles up to the front fender of a white Lexus.  Oh, did i mention she is attired in white yoga pants (?) a red velvet blazer, high boots, and a jaunty beret, also of red velvet.  Anyway, she lays her head ON the fender and (I swear to God) whispers into the grill how much she loves the car (eight, remember?).  Fast forward to when she is "grown up", same outfit, same posh driveway, same car.  Once again she goes prostrate over the fender, while the announcer intones: "leht youhr inna child caahm out".   gag..

Chevy also remains disgusting.  have you seen the one where they deliver a cheeevvvy to the valet parking customer who, although it is not their car, get in for a look.   At one point the customer says: "this feels like a luxury SUV!"  Small question: how would they know???

been wanting to get those off my chest.   feels better. 

so, i sit and wait for Lasix to work.. nuff said. 

and, you don't want to know how i

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