Watching him on this vid is almost as bad as watching the stupid women on Laugh-in. Those 70's were something else. After all the times I've heard that song, I was up until today clueless enough to believe the name he was singing was Angel, not Angie.
Hope you're holding on to life and getting the answers needed. I'm still envisioning and praying for a retirement for you that includes writing and some Florida sunshine for the both of you.
"Anything worth doing is worth overdoing." -Mick Jagger Man of his words! And, yeah, the 70s were very very weird but we'll probably look back on these days and feel similarly. There was still an innocence in the 70s, despite all the hedonism, whereas now as a culture we are all hardened and cynical about everything AND polymorphously perverse. It ain't a good look IMHO.
No, the 70s were worse than just the decade that taste forgot.
It was the beginning of the mess we have today. This was when all those well-indoctrinated Lefties got out of college and went out to remake the world in Noam Chomsky's and Herbert Marcuse's image.
Screw the damned 70s. As cynical and phony a time as there ever was.
I had a serious coronary event on Monday night. While I was sitting on the couch I had what they call a "fatal arrhythmia" for about 20 seconds. I was a goner. My Difibulator as powering up to go off to schock me out of V-fib which is very dangerous. I am always in A-fib but the pacemaker regulates that.
Luckily I had another safeguard as Lisa saw what was happening and shook me and slapped me out of it. My heart turnred over on its own.
I took the test today and I have no blockages. The cause seemed to be a medication change by the substitte Doctor filling in at my appointment last week.
Doctors just want to kill you.
All is good and I should get back to posting soon.
I'd noticed you had been absent from us (no Whose That Girls), but I figured you'd been appointed Special Advisor and Consigliere to the God Emperor of the Cherry Blossom Throne.
Although beating the Grim Reaper in a cage match isn't bad, either.
Lisa must pack quite a wallop. She and The Blonde ought to go a few rounds some day.
The medical profession has been seriously degraded, their mission coopted and bureaucratized, much like every other profession. Now we're all just products in the delivery system and the professional is just a line worker. Glad it all worked out thanks to Mrs. Trooper.
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Tell us how the "angi"ogram went.
Watching him on this vid is almost as bad as watching the stupid women on Laugh-in. Those 70's were something else. After all the times I've heard that song, I was up until today clueless enough to believe the name he was singing was Angel, not Angie.
Hope you're holding on to life and getting the answers needed. I'm still envisioning and praying for a retirement for you that includes writing and some Florida sunshine for the both of you.
Hang in, dude.
We need you more than St Peter.
"Anything worth doing is worth overdoing."
-Mick Jagger
Man of his words! And, yeah, the 70s were very very weird but we'll probably look back on these days and feel similarly. There was still an innocence in the 70s, despite all the hedonism, whereas now as a culture we are all hardened and cynical about everything AND polymorphously perverse. It ain't a good look IMHO.
No, the 70s were worse than just the decade that taste forgot.
It was the beginning of the mess we have today. This was when all those well-indoctrinated Lefties got out of college and went out to remake the world in Noam Chomsky's and Herbert Marcuse's image.
Screw the damned 70s. As cynical and phony a time as there ever was.
Good to see you're still kicking, Trooper.
Troop, shouldn't you be writing a story about Barbara Bush?
Better to write about her than meet her, just sayin'.
Thanks for the good wishes guys.
I had a serious coronary event on Monday night. While I was sitting on the couch I had what they call a "fatal arrhythmia" for about 20 seconds. I was a goner. My Difibulator as powering up to go off to schock me out of V-fib which is very dangerous. I am always in A-fib but the pacemaker regulates that.
Luckily I had another safeguard as Lisa saw what was happening and shook me and slapped me out of it. My heart turnred over on its own.
I took the test today and I have no blockages. The cause seemed to be a medication change by the substitte Doctor filling in at my appointment last week.
Doctors just want to kill you.
All is good and I should get back to posting soon.
So glad, Troop. I HATE to think of Lem's without you.
I was reading about such things and v-fib leads to death in minutes. Glad you made it through - that is some scary shite right there.
Not for nothing are doctors known as croakers. Accept no substitutes.
Tell Lisa thanks for slapping you and let her know that many of us would love to have that opportunity, ya big lug.
Glad to hear from you, Troop! Hope you’re going to improve going forward.
So what were you watching reading on the couch when it happened?
"Death in Paradise."
I'd noticed you had been absent from us (no Whose That Girls), but I figured you'd been appointed Special Advisor and Consigliere to the God Emperor of the Cherry Blossom Throne.
Although beating the Grim Reaper in a cage match isn't bad, either.
Lisa must pack quite a wallop. She and The Blonde ought to go a few rounds some day.
“Death In Paradise”
Thankfully that’s not set in Brooklyn.
Isn't defying death great?
Glad you're alive, Troop.
La vita e bella, my man
The medical profession has been seriously degraded, their mission coopted and bureaucratized, much like every other profession. Now we're all just products in the delivery system and the professional is just a line worker. Glad it all worked out thanks to Mrs. Trooper.
Wow, just read all of the above. So glad you made it, Troop.
Didn't know things were that serious. Be well, Troop.
Thanks guys
How’s the ticker?
Ok. I am still hospital to manage new medication. It really sucks.
But I survived which as Chip says is great!
Enough already with this heart stopping stuff. I had enough of a scare with Art Bell passing at 72.
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