I'm reorganizing my stuff-I know it never happens, but believe that it is happening now. In one of the strata that makes up my room, I came across a note that I wrote during my first internship. It was to my program coordinator. I wrote her to plead that she do something about the pest situation in the call room. I spent the night on call the ( Read more... )

I'm on my way again to the American College of Osteopathic Internists meeting.  It's the right day and everything.  Hopefully, they'll have some exciting breakthroughs and I can get my learn on ( Read more... )

I'm a big sky, grandiose concept kind of guy. I revel at taking in the big picture. Minute details? They are necessary I suppose, but I oft get lost in that forest. Although I'm obsessive, I'm not entirely compulsive and my eyes glaze over, if there's too much minutia. This is why I'm not a pathologist ( Read more... )

I am now on VACAY OF SORTS and not a moment too soon!  This week was shaping up to be one best spent away from patients.  Thanks to serendipity, I happen to ask off for the rest of it ( Read more... )

And so it begins: the electronic signs on the freeways have begun directing the hurricane evacuees to designated shelters. It's going to be a little crowded around town this weekend, methinks. And it's just in time for me to be back on call. Funny how things time out that way, isn't it ( Read more... )

When I drove back to the hotel last night, I noticed that it was near as makes no difference, next door to a strip bar: the infamous Sugar's.  I accidentally turned too early and entered its parking lot instead of mine, which was a few yards down the road.  Guess if I get bored, there's always something to do.  Heaven knows I'm a friend to the ( Read more... )

finally settled into my hotel.  this marks a first: i've never stayed in a hotel in austin by myself before.  sure, i've done it with others, but never alone.  i'm sure i could've crashed somewhere, but i didn't feel like imposing all the time and frankly, my back didn't like the sound of sleeping on the floor again.

i'm staying at a "green ( Read more... )

after another brutal cycle of battling disease and idiocracy, our superhero turned his attention inward.  there, he sees neglect and hunger: hunger for corned beef and cream cheese sandwiches, hunger for JAMÓN IBERICO, hunger for good company and affection.  this would not do.  steps must be taken ( Read more... )

this year the celebratory overtones were lower in key this year, but it didn't mean the fun didn't lurk about in its trench coat, waiting for just the right moment to pop out and expose us to its low-hanging bacchanalian fruits.


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spamalot is tonight!  and after many foiled attempts at communication, i've finally assembled a motley crew to go tonight.  i'm really not sure why i'm the one people depend on to coordinate things but i must be doing a passable job because everywhere i go i end up doing it ( Read more... )