Sunday, February 16, 2020

I’m not feeling well at all right now. Not at all.

Hey. It’s 9 p.m. Saturday night, I just woke up from a nine-hour nap, and I have to tell you what’s been going on around here. Howdygram headquarters has been a regular “hotbed” of activity!



To begin, I didn’t think I’d be alive today to write this post, because Sunday, Monday and Tuesday of this week were probably the most miserable days of my entire life. The misery included …
  1. Another risky high fever as described in my post of February 7.
  2. Three desperate poopy bedpan experiences and one poopy bedpan accident.
  3. Several rounds of vomiting.
  4. A visit from a hospice emergency nurse.
  5. Regular rounds of acid stomach and nausea.
  6. Burning bladder spasms from a four-year-old incurable urinary tract infection.
  7. A severe lack of sleep.
  8. Not eating anything since February 8 after being slammed with an explosion of chronic pain and an upset stomach.
  9. I’ve been diagnosed with a cellulitis infection in my left leg, and the infection is getting worse by the day … and it’s spreading.
  10. Frequent hallucinations.
Life is very, very difficult for me right now.

Click here for a detailed explanation of our Shit-O-Meter numbers.

When my hospice C.N.A. showed up yesterday for my bath and hygiene session there was dry, caked-on vomit glued to my hair and neck, and I felt sweaty, clammy, smelly and exhausted. (This time, though, her visit included a luxurious a no-rinse shampoo, and I felt wonderful when she left.) Sam did his level best to keep up with all the pooping and puking, but he twisted his back a couple of days earlier and could barely walk. (I think he’s finally on the mend.)


As for me, my body is signaling that it’s going to take a long time to feel better again.

But I do want to discuss point #9 … HALLUCINATIONS. I’ve been seeing things (e.g., giant crawling insects, scary faces), I feel delusional, and I lie whenever Sam asks me why I’m moaning, how I’m feeling or if I need any pain meds. It’s like living through a nightmare, except I’m AWAKE! This is really, really frightening. However, hallucinations are a well-documented side effect from long-running, incurable urinary tract infections, so there’s nothing whatsoever I can do about it … and it’s only getting worse. Holy shit.



At last, I’ve got a nice big pile of free fonts for you tonight! We’ve got a nice group of display fonts (“Dark Hall,” “American Delighter”), several pleasant scripts (“Peach Brown,” “Suntowns”), and a number of interesting hand-drawn fonts (“Sarifa,” “Children Must Have Fun”). I like all of them and can’t wait to get started on new creative projects for The Howdygram Store. I’ll include convenient download links after the graphic, okay?




Lovely ROBERT CONRAD, best known for his work in the 1960s and ’70s hit TV series “The Wild, Wild West,” “Baa Baa Black Sheep” and (my personal favorite) “Hawaiian Eye,” died a week ago at his home in Malibu. He was 84 … and still gorgeous.


Conrad’s star first shot to fame when he was cast as Tom Lopaka on the ABC hit “Hawaiian Eye” in 1959, where he worked alongside Connie Stevens and Troy Donahue (see right) as a cababa-based private detective at the Hawaiian Village Hotel. The series ran through 1963.

In 1965 Conrad landed the lead role of Jim West on CBS’ “The Wild, Wild, West,” which ran for 104 episodes from 1965 through 1969. This was followed by “The D.A.” (1969), “Assignment: Vienna” (1972), and 36 episodes of “Baa Baa Black Sheep” (1976). He won a Golden Globe and a People’s Choice Award for “Baa Baa Black Sheep.”

The disco era (starting in the mid-1970s) saw Conrad in a series of successful TV commercials for Eveready, daring people to “knock this battery off my shoulder.”

Conrad eventually moved into directing movies and TV shows.

Born Konrad Robert Falkowski in Chicago on March 1, 1935, Conrad attended South Shore High School and Northwestern University, later sang in a club at night while delivering milk during the day. In 1958 he moved to Hollywood to pursue a career in show business. He was signed by Warner Brothers, which put him to work on “Hawaiian Eye” through 1963.

Conrad, who was married twice, is survived by eight children and 18 grandchildren. Holy shit.



I think I’d better move along now. I’ve actually been trying to finish and publish this post for days, modifying the time and day in the first paragraph so many times it was almost getting ridiculous.

Thank you for reading this. Ciao, y’all!

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