damn, damn, damn.........or should I just go for it and say, "shit, piss, fuck.
Hit a glitch and it looks like I will be incarcerated for another day. A spot of atrial fibrulation.......(sp>)
Still hoping to go home tomorrow. (don't care much if I live or die but I want to do it at home !)
my hip is doing OK.......as soon as they fix the cardiac tango I will be better.
Don't give up on me. More later.
The New Yorker covers: February 10, 1975
5 hours ago