No San Diego Comic Con for me this year. Instead, I’ll be at the Christian Comic Arts Society table at the Pan Pacific Film Festival with Jose Guillen (Friday), Ralph Miley and Clint Johnson (Saturday).
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(It’s easier to wrap my head around
Zappa + Kirby than Disney + Dali…)
for the tip off
“People often ask me if I have any words of advice for young people.
Well here are a few simple admonitions for young and old.”
– William S. Burroughs
Beware of whores who say
they don’t want money.
The hell they don’t.
What they mean is they
want more money.
If you’re doing business with
a religious son-of-a-bitch,
Get it in writing.
His word isn’t worth s4it.
Not with the good lord telling him
how to fnck you on the deal.
We all know the type.
Anything they have anything to do with,
No matter how good it sounds,
Turns into a disaster.
Do not offer sympathy to the mentally ill.
Tell them firmly:
I am not paid to listen to this drivel.
You are a terminal boob.
Now some of you may encounter the Devil’s Bargain,
If you get that far.
Any old soul is worth saving,
At least to a priest,
But not every soul is worth buying.
So you can take the offer as a compliment.
He tries the easy ones first.
You know like money,
All the money there is.
But who wants to be the richest guy in some cemetery?
Money won’t buy.
Not much left to spend it on, eh gramps?
Getting too old to cut the mustard.
Well time hits the hardest blows.
Especially below the belt.
How’s a young body grab you?
Like three card monte, like pea under the shell,
Now you see it, now you don’t.
Haven’t you forgotten something, gramps?
In order to feel something,
You’ve got to be there.
You have to be eighteen.
You’re not eighteen.
You are seventy-eight.
Old fool sold his soul for a strap-on.
Well they always try the easiest ones first.
How about an honorable bargain?
You always wanted to be a doctor,
Well now’s your chance.
Why don’t you become a great healer
And benefit humanity?
What’s wrong with that?
Just about everything.
Just about everything.
There are no honorable bargains
Of qualitative merchandise
For quantitative merchandise
Like time and money.
So piss off Satan
And don’t take me for dumber than I look.
An old junk pusher told me -
Watch whose money you pick up.
My mother is going to have a minor heart procedure (not full fledge surgery) tomorrow at 9:30 AM EST. They are going to drain fluid from around her heart & install a valve to drain any further fluid buildup into her abdomen. Procedure should take about 20-30 minutes and she should be feeling positive results almost immediately.
Purpose for the procedure is to get her well enough to have gall bladder surgery in a week or two. Docs think gall bladder may be contributing to health problems that cause heart to build up fluid but are not 100% sure. Regardless of that, the bladder has to come out. This should be micro-invasive surgery so there is an excellent chance she will be back home with my sane brother & his wife by mid-January.
Prayers for her will be deeply appreciated.
Update Jan. 4, 2013:
Good news! Mom came thru the procedure okay. She’s a bit groggy but that’s understandable considering her age & medical history. Thanx to all for the prayers of support!
Update Jan. 6, 2013:
Not good news today: Mom’s kidneys are failing, more fluid is building up in her lower lungs. Heart rate is high & irregular, blood pressure 91/61. Gall bladder surgery has been put off. She is not lucid or cognitive on where she is or what’s going on around her. I spoke w/her Saturday; she sounded very tired, her speech was slurred, and she lacked her normally sharp focus. A palative care physician has been assigned her.
My brother Robert says the consensus is that it is unlikely she’ll live out the month. Please pray for her peace and comfort in these remaining days.
Update Jan. 7, 2013:
Mom will be moved into hospice care tonight around 8pm EST. Everything that can be done for her has been done for her; she is no longer capable of participating in decisions about her own care and treatment. The doctors are puzzled as to why she didn’t recovery speedily from her heart drain but I think the answer is simply that she was 87 years old, she was tired, she misses my father, and she had one last good Christmas with her son Robert and his wife Kim and their family. She’s ready to go.
More proof for the pudding: