I return from my three-day break finally starting to get the sickness my wife and daughters have been carrying around (especially Sour Cream, who was miserable yesterday; at least they don't have school this week).
On the upside, we sign the purchase agreement for the town house this morning. That's cool.
In surgery waiting room. Good news is that after they opened her they decided to go ahead with surgery. That should mean no obvious metastasis. Now the 6-10 hour wait.
good luck to you and yours, beau.
You and she are in our prayers.
Good luck!
Wishing you all the best.
Good vibes your way.
Mrs. Runner's maid of honor's father had a heart valve replacement on Christmas Day (postponed twice the two days prior) and is doing well. Not sure how these things get scheduled, but it was a nice present in any case.
A friend of ours and mother of one of the Girl's childhood friends died yesterday, on her birthday, after a long fight with brain cancer. RIP.
My heart goes out to people who lose loved ones this time of year in particular.
DAMN YOU 2016
This is getting out of hand. At long last, has 2016 no decency?!
Just so you know, it isn't all celebrities. I set a personal record this year with twenty-three funerals. And of course, while I don't have one scheduled right now, it's still possible that I could have one or two more before the year's done.
The Roommate commented on Bookface how he was glad not to be famous this year Because Deaths. I made the point that not being famous was not a very good death-avoidance strategy....
This. So. Much. This.
Philosofette teaches roughly 100 kids. Tomorrow she will be attending her second service of the school year for a student's parent who passed unexpectedly.
It's almost as though we're reaching an age at which the personalities that we have enjoyed and idolized over the years in a period of vastly increasing media exposure and growing populations are now at a point in their lives where mortality rates are increasing over time...
I mean, this does suck, but I don't see this year as a fluke. I'm not sure how you'd run probability on this one, but intuition (maybe reason?) is telling me we're not likely to be deviating far from a statistical mean.
I get what you are saying but I think it's the not so much the numbers but the high profile. Bowie, Prince, Abe Vigoda, now someone from Star Wars! Compare celebrity deaths from 2015 and you will see that the "star power" of those deaths was much less.
Zee has a bit of a point, although I think 2016 is still way over the top. The number of celebrities/sports personalities/etc. that a given person knows or has heard of who is at an advanced age is much greater than say 20 years ago; there are so many more musicians, sports stars, scientists, actors than previous years that we should expect the numbers to grow somewhat. Your on the spot though when it comes to the high profile of this year's deaths.
KQ used to have a dead pool this time of year.
Boy, I haven't heard those cats in a long time. Too much Van Morrison makes Tommy a dull boy.
Speaking of radio, what the heck happened to 97.1? We flipped it on with the rental and soon thereafter NBBW is hunting for something else (too much Adele-bummer music).
*eye involuntarily twitches*
I don't disagree, but the quantification gets tricky.
Some star power is almost undebateable. Others? I hardly know Abe Vigoda (since you cite him) outside of being Abe Vigoda, the star who may or may not currently be dead. On top of that, he was 95; we may be asking a lot of our stars/the universe in insisting that nobody die.
He brought you the peace offering. So you knew he was the traitor. It was just business.
Listing Abe Vigoda was a joke to amuse me.
Abe Vigoda and Ron Glass; Keith Emerson and Greg Lake; Kenny Baker and Carrie Fisher...they're dying in bunches this year, too.
I suspected that might be the case.
As with Boomers & exceptionalism, my generation (X) is reaching a shark-jumping stage where celebrity deaths are opportunities to talk about ourselves and, tangentially, the way the artistic/cinematic/musical works of an older generation of unknowable celebrities influenced our growth into adult personhood.
I appreciate as much as anyone the works created by many of the recently deceased, though my Venn diagram of culture-fueled development does not always overlap with others'. Particularly when the deceased is of advanced age or had a long history of medial or substance-abuse problems, I try to avoid the communal outpouring of shock at the news. It's okay to be sad. I don't personally feel like it merits multiple posts on multiple social media platforms, a meme which seems to have increased over the last year.
I'm thinking we're at a point where famous people from the70's and 80's are starting to see an era of excessive drug use is catching up to them.
I think Bowie found a awesome alternative world and is populating it with super cool people.
Funny, I keep saying that these folks are taking the easy way out.
Who has Holiday Bowl fever?
I have an actual fever, but I highly doubt it is college football-related.
Gophers coaches should be given credit for preparing a severely shorthanded secondary for a high-powered offensive attack, or at least what had been before tonight. WSU looked awful. It looked like the Vikings offense. Consistently having to complete 3 passes to get a first down is a good way of not sustaining drives. The Gophers offense looked terrible even for the Gophers, especially considering they had, what, 6 weeks to prepare (minus a few days). The Offensive MVP of the game should have been the WSU DB with the horrible tip for the go-ahead TD by the Gophers.
For being a low scoring sloppy game, I was mildly entertained.
I may have low expectations.
And was incredibly bored at work.
First hurdle cleared. Surgery succesful. Positive prognosis thus far, though we will know more soon. Thanks everyone.
I missed y'all here today (and the last few), but this was a nice note to bookend the first of the day.
Dido on the sentiment.