A zillion things come to mind. But two rise to the top. One, fierce admiration for my girl and her courage and fortitude and attitude. She’s amazing. And two, exhaustion. There are no days off. This shit is relentless. Site changes, sensor changes, beep beep beep. And the sleepless nights waiting for numbers to rise or fall and wondering what you did wrong or right and researching when there will be an answer for any of this—well, those nights suck. But alas, type one. We’ll fight on.
Archive for November, 2022
I burned through the latest—and last—season in a day. No savoring here, folks. While I watched, I thought of Applegate and her MS (Jesus, that woman deserved all the awards before acting with a crazy-ass disease that affects everything), and I thought about the cool choice to bring in Katy Sagal as Judy’s mom, and I thought about the beauty of the image of the cranes. But I mostly thought about friendship and forgiveness because, of course, that’s what the show is about. And damn is it a good show.
life and puppies 