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5:30 am, humid morning with condensation on the window.

One of my sisters is moving tomorrow and in the process of cleaning out her house I wound up with my father's prosthetic leg.  It's in a plastic bag in the living room right now because contrary to what you may think it's not that easy to get rid of a prosthetic leg.  You can't give them to someone to reuse in America because of legal reasons and if you want it to go overseas somewhere you have to ship it to the appropriate charity (there are none nearby me) or if you want to give it to veterans for parts for other limbs you have to ship it too as the only nearby place that took them appears to have gone out of business, or out of charity, or whatever you would call such a thing. Mid 70s and severe thunderstorms in case you were wondering. This morning on the bus I saw a woman jogging alongside and when she crossed the street in front of the bus she faded into a reflection before reappearing on the other side of the street as though she had passed briefly into anoth...

Nice of Thom Yorke to supply a possible new title for this blog. Hot one today.  91 degrees and humid. 

Another shot this morning and I'm done until November it seems.  Regular doctor excepted and I think I scheduled a dental cleaning for September, never stops at this age I guess. Going to see Radiohead at the Garden tonight, appropriate since this is pretty much how I feel right now. Though they have a lot of material I don't really care about one way or the other but we'll see.  People whose taste I trust tell me it's a worthwhile thing to do, so do it I will.  Sunny and pretty hot.  I've been bad about including the weather in these things haven't I?  They're going to take my name away. Also haunting me:  I read this last month.  It's beautiful and won't leave my head. Not a bad thing I guess.  Maybe I should stop and watch the next house fire I see.

I won't know if I'm better for a while yet.  What was done to me depresses the antigen that would indicate whether or not I still have cancer so there's no point in testing for anything for several more months.  So I exist in a state of uncertainty which, if you think too hard about it we all do anyway so it's not a big deal. Meantime there's nothing to do but live life as if nothing's wrong and I'm usually pretty OK at that. Here's a 46th street summer sunset as an indication of normalcy.