home again

I've been gone forever, or at least a few months, and I was hoping that everybody missed me, but when i opened the mailbox, I wasn't sure anybody had. That's life. Anyway, i was in a hospital having a doctor insert a new hip made of shiny metal. After that, you just want to lie around and drink chocolate milkshakes and watch television.

And then you get bored and change your mind, and you discover that you really want to get back to aggravating people, or wondering what people had been doing while you were having your own peculiar kind of vacation. I read a lot on that vacation. The words I liked best were printed in The New York Post. They came out of the mouth of a lawyer who was representing a young man accused of killing his girlfriend. (The young man's girlfriend, not the lawyer's.) This lawyer rushed to the jail after his client had been segregated because "shoelace marks were found on his neck." (Not the lawyer's neck, the client's neck.) The lawyer,John Salsberg, summed up his client's condition thus: "The transition from being free to being incarcerated is very difficult for him."

That's all i can think of now. Aren't you glad that sometime somebody doesn't just go on and on and on?