Here for your possible interest are three new fonts I added to my collection today. The first two are free; the third one, Circle Monograms, cost $19.95 from Font Bros. I had to have this one. Seriously. It lets you create two- and three-letter round monograms with white or reverse backgrounds. Wow, right? I’ll include links below the graphic in case you want to acquire these for yourself or a loved one. Remember ... fonts would make terrific stocking stuffers if you could figure out how the fuck to wrap them!
I thought you might enjoy Gawker’s highly entertaining and deeply disturbing video montage of the worst moments from the 2016 Republican clown car debates. No kidding, I’ll throw myself in front of a city bus if any of these assholes ever gets within six blocks of the White House. Frightening.
Please forgive me. I LIED. Even though I told you at the top of this post that I had no major health issues to report, all of a sudden — less than five minutes ago — there has been an earth-shaking development: I JUST DETECTED BLOOD IN MY PEE. It’s easy to spot, believe me, and the following graphic shows you how.
- A urinary tract infection.
- A kidney infection.
- Kidney stones.
- An enlarged prostate.
- Sickle cell anemia
- Strenuous exercise.
- A side effect from medication.
Just between us, I’ve been battling a verifiable urinary tract infection for several weeks now, so it’s entirely likely that I’ve progressed from an annoying urgency to TERRIFYING TECHNICOLOR PISH. In addition, I take the blood thinner Coumadin, and hematuria is listed as a possible side effect.
Thank God that technicolor pee looks worse than it actually is. I have an appointment to see Dr. M early next week and I’m positive we’ll get this under control with a fuckton of antibiotics. Stay tuned for further developments but please feel free to continue your normal routine in the meantime. Thank you.
It’s 8 p.m. and time for a nice hot shower and movies. I need to distract myself from The Great December Pee-Pee Incident and a few other ongoing difficulties that include a bleeding heat rash and those goddamn horrible pressure ulcers on the back of my thighs. Nothing works better than a good William Powell movie, trust me.
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