Sunday, August 17, 2003

I'm back
Mom had her operation. My number one sister came down from Alaska and she, my wife, and I were there for the operation and after. Things went as well as can be expected for an almost eighty-year-old woman with a lot of cancer. There is something just wrong about seeing a parent made small, scared, and vulnerable. I've said it before and I stand by it now: growing up sucks.

Tomorrow, I'll get back to bashing the administration, its friends, and the horses they rode in on.

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