Author: F C

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D1 Yesterday was touch and g=
o. I got in to work early to help take care of some server move=
s. By noon, my mom called in a panic, saying that I needed to g=
et to the hospital right away. Hopping on the next train up, I’=
m playing all of these scenarios in my mind (mostly legal ones)=
.. I guess that is law school training coming into play. To make=
a long story short, he went through a variety of procedures, i=
ncluding cardio inversion, aka, preventative shocking with the=
paddles to stabilize the heart rhythm. He manages to pull thro=
ugh them all, and by 6 pm it is declared a success. My mom hasn=
‘t left the hospital grounds in a week, so I take her out to th=
at bastion of fine dining, Applebee’s (she immediately likes it=
because portraits of Guliani and Colin Powell are prominently =
posted. After that I take her home; my brother taking over for =
the next 24.

Indecision 2004

I don’t know how Brooklyn people handle going to Columbia. I’ve been doing the trek up to 220th street pretty much daily, and it is boooring. Had a rare pow-wow with both my brother and my sister, at the same time.

Last night I was coming from a meeting in midtown, and stupidly got on the D, thinking it was old style and was going to Sheepshead Bay. No, now it goes through New Utrecht to Coney Island. No matter, took the Q back up. However, I missed The Amazing Race (watched it this morning on the computer recording). They were in Manila this week. The funiest line: “My ox is broken!”

Have to finish up on that travelogue, but it’s been busy. Maybe I can do it tomorrow.

Happy Bday to P– (I have to say that ’cause she reads this) and also to my mom. Yes, they share the same birthday….