I recognize that health emergencies, surgery, and life-saving procedures are very sexy, engaging, and generally fascinating. Tales of citizens of the U.S. who cannot afford chemotherapy or surgery, or who get turned back from emergency rooms rightly set people's blood to boiling.

I wish, though, that discussions of health care, and in particular, ( Read more... )

Am now barricaded in the Eyrie, having picked my way over the remains of the landlady, her spawn, and the repair crew.

Wow, sabotabby, I'm impressed.

No sign of Jake the Cat.

I am now eternally endebted to the Vaclav, Marcel, and Sam from the furniture refinishers under the Little Shop of Textbooks.

See, they hadn't heard. Didn't believe me, either ( Read more... )

I mean yeah, they have wirless Internet, but they don't have Poison Ivy. So maybe the zombies won't make it there, right?

So maybe it's not totally idiotic to be working here, on a book about staying healthy for kids in Newfoundland. I don't know how we're going to get it there, when it's done. And maybe we should introduce a new spread or three ( Read more... )