Carcinomus of Borg Speaks

If someone told me that I'd be less than happy when my hair started falling out, I'd look at them and say, "Yeah, probably. So?" Imagine my surprise when, as I washed my hair in the sink a couple of weeks ago, large clumps pulled freely from my head, fell into the drain, and a profound sense of depression wound tightly around my skull. Losing hair is one thing, and I’m definitely not the most vain guy in the room, but this felt akin to, say, picking at a tiny scab on your hand and then staring in horror as a couple of your fingers plop off and fall to the floor. But it’s OK! This feeling persisted for only a few days, and has now blissfully dissipated. Kim shaved my head, though I continue to have absolutely no reason to be vain, because rather than looking like a virile Yul Brynner, I more closely resemble the AIDS-devastated Tom Hanks character in the movie Philadelphia. Oh well.

As for the Borg allusion, what with the glabrous pate, a polyethylene tube plumbed directly into my stomach, and a garlic-stuffed-olive sized catheter port implanted subcutaneously into my upper right chest area, I feel stylishly cybernetic, and a bit closer to assimilation. But I am resisting. Speaking of stylish, Barb helped me pick out a couple of choice motoring caps. Splendid indeed.

ML told me of a guy she knows going through a similar plight. I'm a few weeks behind him treatment wise. For a look into the future of my own treatment, visit Steve Swenson's blog here.

Conan The Barbarian and Sobatai Discuss Adult Nutritional Supplements

One in a Series of Food and Restaurant Reviews by Conan the Barbarian and Sobatai: Thief & Archer, as Revealed by Their Chronicler.

Food Comparison: Ensure Plus, and Jevity 1.5 Adult Nutritional Supplements

Sobatai: Remind me, Conan, how much gold is King Osric paying us to wallow through these spleen twisting exercises in the review of food-like substances? Arrrg.

Conan: I’ll begin with a pronouncement: Like the riddle of steel, these so called nutritional substances carry with them their own enigma: why anyone with a pulsing brain in their sensorium would willingly drink Ensure Plus, or Jevity for that matter, without the threat of having their bodies cast into the firey waters. That is the real mystery that lies before us.

Sobatai: Regarding the taste: “Frothy camel excrement” is a phrase that leaps to mind.

Conan: The other mystery of course, is why our vocabularies have become so enlarged as we pontificate upon these ridiculous foodstuffs. It must be the work of Crom!

Sobatai: Hah! Crom? More likely The Four Winds. That is who I pray to, Conan: The Everlasting Sky! Must I remind you that your pitiful god Crom cowers beneath Him?

Conan: Oh? Well, you’re stupid.

Sobatai: No, you’re stupid.

Conan: You’re stupid.

Sobatai: You're stupid.

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