Very sad to hear of Steve’s passing yesterday. The first computer I ever owned was a Timex Sinclair 1000. But the very first computer I bought with my own money was an Apple IIc.

And of course I have an iPod and my beloved iPhone. And I’m saving up for a PowerBook Pro.

You did great things, Steve. Rest in peace, and thanks.

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It’s been a week of physical therapy thus far, and while it’s not as bad as I thought it’d be, my shoulders are still killing me. The left shoulder, in particular, which is odd because it’s my right shoulder that was supposed to be operated on. Turns out the left shoulder is worse. I knew it was messed up, too, but didn’t know  it was that bad.

It hurts to lay with it flat now, so I’ve taken to sleeping with a pillow underneath it. I’ve always been a stomach sleeper, but have slept on my back the last two years. Doesn’t feel like I sleep nearly as good as I used to, but oh well.

Every day at physical therapy starts with them taking my vitals – blood pressure, pulse, and temperature. Then I take my shirt off for ultrasound on both shoulders. Then it’s the exercises…pulleys, elastic bands, weight machine with very light weights. Some of these are painful, but I’m told the pain will get worse before it gets better. Then comes the simultaneous icing and electrical stimulation.

Then I go home, shoulders aching. Thank God for painkillers. Another five weeks of this and we’ll see where we stand. I know I’m glad I invested in all these button-down shirts. They’re far easier to deal with than my beloved t-shirts. And I’m glad to not need a sling. Going the non-surgical route is always best, if possible.

Odd thing, the V.A. sent me a prescription for a neurosurgeon consult in my local area. I don’t know if this is for after phsyical therapy is over, or what, but they say there’s a backlog of surgeons at the V.A. I’ll have to call orthopedics to ask what I’m supposed to do with this thing.

On TV, I’m glad Supernatural and Fringe are back. I’m also enjoying Terra Nova, Person of Interest, and a Gifted Man. Unforgettable is pretty good, too.

How are you doing? What are you watching?

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So I went to go meet with the new surgeon on Wednesday. I was supposed to meet with him and get a new surgery date. What I got was something altogether different.

This new surgeon says that there’s a 75% chance I won’t need surgery, after all. That I could be healed through physical therapy. I said that the last surgeon said physical therapy would be counterproductive.

“Who told you that?” he said.

I gave him the doctor’s name, and he nodded with a smile. As if to say, yeah, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He told me that he recommended 6 weeks of physical therapy. “I’ll be happy to cut,” he said, “if the therapy doesn’t work and it’ll just be a tiny cut, arhtroscopic.” Another thing the other surgeon said was that it would be totally open shoulder surgery.

This explained why I’d received a huge packet of physical therapy paperwork in the mail, as well as two orders of painkillers and anti-inflamatory meds.

So was it Kismet that my doctor called in sick just before my surgery? Would it have been unnecessary surgery? I don’t know.

I have an appointment on Thursday to meet with a physical therapist. There are very specific orders the surgeon has given for physical therapy. We’ll see how it goes.

In the meantime, I know that these painkillers are really helping me sleep, and that’s a good thing. Soon enough, I fear my shoulder will be given such a severe workout that I’ll need those painkillers big time.

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So…the surgery. Mom and I drove to St. Petersburg on Monday afternooon – Labor Day – to stay in a hotel overnight. I was supposed to report in for surgery at 8am.

I was a nervous wreck, having never had surgery before. Well, I did have my tonsils out when I was 3, as well as a hernia. And there was my vasectomy, but I was awake for that.

Mom brought wine, which was great for her, but I wasn’t allowed to have any alcohol the night before surgery. So we settled down after dinner to watch some Antiques Roadshow, while I tinkered around on Twitter and Facebook, a la iPhone. Nothing more for me to eat, since I wasn’t to have anything by mouth after midnight.

I took a shower, complete with special antiseptic soap. No deodorant allowed.

Finally laid down to try and sleep around 11:20, right after the weather report on the news. I tossed and turned for a while…well, not really, I can only sleep on my back these days. But MENTALLY, I tossed and turned. At some point, I got to sleep.

6:00 came quickly. I got up to pee, knowing they were going to require more urine from me when I got to the hospital. I don’t know why. Had a cigarette, even though I wasn’t supposed to smoke the day of surgery.

We packed up and left the hotel at 7:00, turned in the keys, and drove to the V.A. hospital. I showed Mom where the pharmacy was (since she’d likely be picking up my pain pills later), where the coffee bar was (so she could get some coffee), and we made our way to the main elevators to head up to the 3rd floor.

Got to the ASU (Ambulatory Surgery Unit) and checked in. That’s when they told me. “I just tried to call you,” said the nurse. (I had turned off my phone after entering the hospital.) “Your doctor called in sick. Your surgery is canceled.” WHAT?!

She gave me a business card with the extensions written on it and said to call in a few days to reschedule the surgery. We went all that way for NOTHING.

So back we went, the way we came in, and we drove to a Bob Evans for breakfast. I was pissed, disappointed, but hey, if you’re sick, you’re sick, right? We ate, and I had some much-needed coffee.

We’re halfway home when the phone rings. It’s the V.A., and the doctor tells me they can squeeze me into surgery. “Well, I’m halfway home and have already eaten breakfast,” I said. FML.

I call the next day to reschedule and they tell me my doctor isn’t coming back. “What? Is he OK?”

“Not really.” But she doesn’t elaborate. “Let us discuss what we’re going to do and I’ll call you back.”

A while later, she calls me back and says another surgeon is willing to do the surgery, but I have to meet with him first. So I’m scheduled to meet with him Wednesday, and we’ll schedule the surgery from there.

And that’s where things stand. Argh.

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That’s my stack of appointments for tomorrow, which start at 8:30 AM and end after 1:30 PM. SIX of them, all pre-op appointments including labs, EKG, and x-rays. I’m not even sure what some of them are, to be honest. One includes “teaching” of some sort. I’m just hoping I can navigate around the hospital fast enough to make them all on time.

I’ll be driving over to Tampa in a little while and staying in a hotel overnight. Otherwise, I’d have to leave here around 5:30 in the morning and I’m not having any of that. My sleep suffers enough as it is.

Countdown to surgery: 16 days. Ugh.

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I recently got tagged for a meme on Facebook, so I’m posting it here, since I don’t have much to say right now. I do have a new post over at Insert Eyeroll, which I’d appreciate Stumbles and Diggs on, but y’know, whatever.

That, and I bought a bunch of button-down shirts in preparation for my shoulder surgery, coming up September 6th. Hey, don’t mock. Some of these were on clearance for $5. They’re gonna look great with my elastic waist-banded shorts, I’m telling you. Tim Gunn has nothing on me. I’m just hoping that button-downs are easier to put on than t-shirts when you’re in a sling. I’m hearing from both camps on the matter.

Right, onto the meme.

1. What time did you get up this morning?

Around 9. Still drinking coffee at this writing.

2. How do you like your steak?

Medium. Though I’d prefer a burger.

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?

Crazy Stupid Love. I liked it.

4. What is your favorite TV show?

Well, it’s summer time, so right now it’s Big Brother, my guilty pleasure. But I really enjoyed Falling Skies, which just had it’s season finale. Glad it got picked up for a second season.

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?

The Guinness Brewery in Ireland?

6. What did you have for breakfast?

Some freezer-burned pop-tart style breakfast thingie. Not good.

7. What is your favorite cuisine?

Italian.

8. What foods do you dislike?

Asparagus, lima beans, liver, seafood. Not necessarily in that order.

9. Favorite Place to Eat?

In Sebring? Probably Ruby Tuesdays. I dig their salad bar.

10. Favorite dressing?

Balsamic vinegarette.

11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?

A 2001 Mistubishi Galant with a rusty roof.

12. What are your favourite clothes?

T-shirts and cargo shorts. Again, Tim Gunn would love me. Or a chance to make me over, at any rate.

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance?

California. Or Amsterdam.

14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?

1/2 empty, lately.

15. Where would you want to retire?

In a state with medical marijuana laws in place. Currently, 16 of them, plus D.C.

16. Favorite time of day?

Nap time.

17. Where were you born?

Long Island, New York.

18. What is your favorite sport to watch?

Hate sports. But I do enjoy me some Olympics, strangely enough.

19. Who do you think will not tag you back?

I don’t tag, so the point is moot. As opposed to mute.

20. Person you expect to tag you back first?

See #19.

21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?

Not sure if anyone else will do this or not, so I don’t know.

22. Bird watcher?

Bird, as in woman? Yes!

23. Are you a morning person or a night person?

Night. Though I don’t stay up nearly as late as I used to.

24. Pets?

None.

25. Any new and exciting news that you’d like to share?

Aside from the new writing gig at Insert Eyeroll, I’m having shoulder surgery in early September, but I’ve already mentioned both of those things, so no. Oh, I started on lithium yesterday, but that’s not all that exciting.

26. What did you want to be when you were little?

Superman or Batman. Depended on the day, really.

27. What is your best childhood memory?

Coffee-table dancing. Or Disney World.

28. Are you a cat or dog person?

I like both, really. Cats seem to be lower maintenance, though. Then again, there’s the whole emptying-the-cat-litter thing, so I’m torn.

29. Are you married?

Not any more.

30. Always wear your seat belt?

Yes, always.

31. Been in a car accident?

Yes, several.

32. Any pet peeves?

Closed-minded people. People that say “nucular.” People that don’t know the difference between “your” and “you’re.” Hmm…people in general, really.

33. Favorite pizza topping?

Pepperoni, sausage, and onions.

34. Favorite Flower?

Tulips.

35. Favorite ice cream?

Either mint chocolate chip, or cookie dough. But there aren’t many ice cream flavors I don’t like.

36. Favorite fast food restaurant?

Ugh. Not a big fast food fan, but if I had to choose one, I’d say Wendy’s.

37. How many times did you fail your driver’s test?

None.

38. From whom did you get your last email?

My blog, notifying me of a comment.

39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?

The Apple Store? I’m a geek, what can I say? I’ve almost got enough money saved up to buy a shiny new Mac PowerBook Pro.

40. Do anything spontaneous lately?

This meme? Yeah, I’m pretty boring.

41. Like your job?

Writing fake news? Who wouldn’t like that?

42. Broccoli?

Yeah.

43. What was your favorite vacation?

Amsterdam.

44. Last person you went out to dinner with?

My mom and a group of friends.

45. What are you listening to right now?

MSNBC. Rick Perry is announcing that he’s going to be a presidential candidate. Which scares me, almost as much as Michelle Bachman.

46. What is your favorite colour?

I don’t really have one. I like wearing dark colors because they don’t show coffee stains.

47. How many tattoos do you have?

Exactly zero.

48. Coffee drinker?

Daily.

49. How many children do you have?

2. Twins.

50. Are you in love?

No, but I’m totally available. Inquire within.

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So a while back, I mentioned that I have a new writing gig. Well, it’s officially launched and you can now find me over at “Insert Eyeroll,” a satire site.

So far, I’ve written a story about Weird Al Yankovic running for President, and Octomom being announced as the next Bachelorette. Go, check them out. And hey, I’d appreciate you Stumbling and Digging the stories if you have a few spare moments, thanks in advance.

I’m really jazzed about the new site. There are some really good writers there.

Saw a couple of movies recently. “Captain America” rocked, I thought. They did a great job with it. They did a good job with the origin story. Lots of action and cool shield-throwing from Cap. And I saw it in 2D. Given the option, I’ll probably always see movies in 2D. It’s usually not worth the extra scratch to see it in 3D. WORTH: Full price.

Also saw “Cowboys & Aliens,” which I enjoyed, despite being fairly short on plot. I just went into it with lower expectations and liked it. Daniel Craig was made for westerns, I think, and plays quite the badass. It would have made for a good straight western, without the science fiction thrown in, but so be it. The CGI aliens show through at times – probably why they’re mostly relegated to the darkness – but if you’re looking for a good popcorn blockbuster kind of movie, I think you’ll have a good time. The title says it all. It’s us vs. them. WORTH: matinee price.

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So I read a lot of news online, mostly via Google News, which is highly customizable. And now, it seems, it’s turning into Gowalla or GetGlue, where you earn badges just for reading the news.

Odd that I read 17 articles about space and it earned me a silver badge, but the same 17 stories about Apple only gets me a bronze. The really weird part is that, because I’ve been reading quite a bit about the nation’s debt crisis, Google News feels I deserve a Republicans badge. I guess it’s all those stories about John Boehner.

And how Lady Gaga wound up in there, I have no idea. I did read some about Amy Winehouse’s death, and Lady Gaga was mentioned in some of those articles, but what the fuck?

Android, too. I haven’t read any Android articles to my knowledge…definitely Apple and iPhone stories. But hey, I’m earning badges, dammit, and that’s got to be cool! Right? *cough*

Speaking of the debt crisis, I wish they’d get their shit together on Capitol Hill. I think all the politicians are out of touch with the American people…particularly the Tea Party, who seem to think the crisis is overstated. This about sums it up, as far as I’m concerned.

This affects all of us. Not being able to pay our military, seniors, and folks like me on disability. But hey, keep on pushing us closer and closer to economic meltdown. What the fuck? Can’t be all that bad, right?

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Holy hell, that’s a lot of pre-op appointments! I got this list yesterday and it includes fasting labs (gonna have to bring a snack), EKG, x-rays, and some other pre-op stuff I’m not sure about. I’ll be at the hospital most of the day. And with the first appointment at 8:30 in the morning, I’d have to leave the house no later than 6:00.

A visit with the Matrix Therapist yesterday, however, provided some promising news. Apparently, if you have an appointment before 9:00 AM at Bay Pines (in Tampa), you can stay at La Quinta Inn and the V.A. will pay for it. That’ll make things a lot easier. Particularly on September 6th – my surgery date – when I’m supposed to report in at 6:00 AM!

I don’t qualify for travel pay, I found out, because I make “too much money” on disability. But being able to stay in a comp’d hotel room will help a lot. My Mom and I had already planned to stay in a hotel the night before surgery because – hello? – leaving the house at 3:30 AM is just insane. If I read that appointment slip correctly, my surgery isn’t until 1:00 PM. That’s gonna be  a long morning, since I’ll have to fast for surgery.

Another question I have regarding being one-handed for a while…how the hell am I supposed to wipe my ass, let alone wash my hands after going to the bathroom? Argh. Yes, I think about these things. I’m pretty fastidious about hand-washing.

I guess there’s one thing to look forward to: New Beavis and Butthead episodes. This hearkens back to the glory days of MTV. Y’know, back when they were still known for MUSIC?

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I’m a t-shirt and cargo shorts kinda guy. Have been for quite a while. No, I’m never going to be fashionable. I’m all about the comfort and utilitarian thing.

I recently had to go clothes shopping, though, which I detest. There’s no way I’m going to be able to button my shorts with one hand post-surgery in September. So I went to Walmart (which I also detest) and Big Lots to find some cheap elastic waist-banded shorts. I thought about going with some large sizes to make getting dressed a bit easier, but they just about fell off of me. So I stuck with mediums.

Here’s a little sample of what I found. Again, I’m no fashion hound, which is evident.

Even in a medium, I’m not going to be able to load up the pockets without risking showing everyone my underwear. Oh, well. I’ll be practicing dressing with one hand a lot between now and my surgery. Now I need to find shirts. T-shirts will be too difficult to maneuver, I’m afraid. So I’m thinking of getting button-ups.

Yeah, that’s gonna make me look fantastic.

The final space shuttle, Atlantis, landed pre-dawn this morning. It’s a sad thing to see the shuttle program end. I still remember watching the very first shuttle take off when I was in grade school. One of those special occasions, where a TV was wheeled into the classroom. I’m also sad that, for the foreseeable future, we’ll be relying on Russian spacecrafts to get back and forth to the International Space Station. The U.S. has led space travel for decades…kind of feels like a huge step backward.

Is privatizing space flight the way to go? Only time will tell. But as a little boy, I used to watch the Apollo missions fly into space from my driveway. Nobody will be walking the moon again any time soon.

The NFL owners and players are still negotiating to see if there’ll be an upcoming football season. I couldn’t care less. In fact, it’d be great not to have football clogging up the airwaves.

I got Google+ and so far, so good.

It’s crisp and clean and works well. I’m not exactly sure what to do with it, and have yet to do any group video chats, but I think I like it. My only real bitch at the moment is that for many Twitter followers who add me on Google+, I don’t know their real names. Thus, I have a circle called “People I Don’t Know,” which also serves useful when a friend of a friend adds me.

Most of what I post is Public, but I like the ability to post things only to select circles.

I’m still in love with my new iPhone 4 and have become re-addicted to Uno.

It plays well and I win often. Sure, I play on Easy mode most of the time, but I like winning.

I saw the movie “Horrible Bosses.” It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t fantastic, either. The screenplay was meh, but the performances were good. I spent most of the movie wondering what the girl behind me looked like, since she was laughing throughout. She had a nice laugh, but I knew I couldn’t date her because the movie wasn’t that funny. What? Like you don’t ever wonder if someone is dateable or attractive from their laugh?

And in good news, I got a new writing gig. I can’t say much about it at the moment, but it’s for a soon-to-be-launched website. It’s nice to feel semi-productive again.

There…this post is all over the board, I know, but that’s what’s going on with me. How are you?

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