Jul 20, 2008 02:25
Everyone's been talking about that elephant... and I think I know which one it is. Brahms only had one at the zoo. I think at one point they wanted to try mating it or something, but that was a long time ago, and it was too expensive, I guess. But he was a really gentle elephant. Not once did he even accidentally hurt his trainer or anything.
I even got to feed him a couple of peanuts.
Finally had an MRI done, although it was probably hard to get one of the machines here. Its a giant magnet, after all. And whatever meds they're giving me now are actually helping, I think. I mean, unless I'm moving around too much and thinking too hard (ha ha) my headaches aren't so bad. Not much of a consolation when I think (and Walter told me this, so who knows) there's a worm or something in my brain.
It makes me feel queasy.
I think the elephant's name was Bart, or Brutus or something. Boffo. Whatever. It doesn't even matter anymore, does it. It's already dead, and the dead don't need names, do they?