Saturday, March 25, 2017

I don’t know any of the neighbors well enough to request a foot examination.

A new day, a new crisis. Remember when I mentioned “intense heel pain” in the opening paragraph of yesterday’s Howdygram post? I assumed it was diabetic peripheral neuropathy, but it wasn’t. I’VE GOT A BLEEDING BLISTER! Bleeding! I discovered it about an hour ago in the study when I kicked off my slippers and the fabric was covered in blood. HOLY MOTHER OF CRAP. I can’t examine the wound for myself due to zero flexibility, and I don’t know any of the neighbors well enough to request a foot examination while Sam is in California cavorting with his BFF.

Actually, the correct verb probably shouldn’t be “cavorting,” unless that’s how Webster defines eating a donut with Leo followed by a hike through the Hollywood Hills. Sam and Leo are presently enjoying the second half of their activities. (They’re hiking. I called.)

Regardless ... I’m so freaked out right now I want to SCREAM.

I’ll temper the aforementioned “scream” (see the last sentence of the previous paragraph) by showing off another huge round of free high-resolution digital backgrounds, courtesy of These are FANTASTIC, people. I can’t wait to use the bamboo, concrete and planked wood images to design iPhone cases for The Howdygram Store; the others will work beautifully as greeting card backgrounds. Woo-hoo!

I also have four new FREE FONTS for you tonight. There isn’t much to say about them, I guess, other than they all look different and you don’t have to pay for them. I think my favorite might be “Tormentor,” but don’t quote me on that, okay? Download links will appear after the graphic.

Here we have an unexpected photograph of the four Marks siblings enjoying a rare get-together at the Robin Hood Pub in Burbank, California. I say “rare” because we don’t all live close to each other any more. Sam, of course, lives in Texas with yours truly; David and his family reside in Scottsdale, Arizona; and Tammy and Steve both live in north suburban Los Angeles (she’s in Canyon Country, he’s in Porter Ranch).
Tomorrow night the entire extended family will meet for chopped liver at Brent’s Deli in Northridge, home of the hanging salamis. This will include aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews, in-laws once removed and whoever else might be ambulatory.

I have to go to bed now, okay? My heel is starting to hurt like hell again and I want to prop myself up on the chaise, flip open a fresh box of Tic Tacs and watch After the Thin Man (1936) starring William Powell and Myrna Loy. The good life!

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