Uncle Roger's Notebooks of Daily Life

Friday, January 06, 2006

I called the othorpedic surgeon's office to which I was referred to make an appointment to have my hand checked out. Unfortunately, this seems to be the same office that Jared went to when he broke his arm. They are not known for their punctuality, to put it mildly.

The woman on the phone told me the first available appointment was Friday at 9am. I said okay and she gave me the address. It sounded familiar. So I asked "Is this the office where one of the doctors has pictures of all the ballet dancers?" (One of the doctors treats a lot of the dancers with the SF Ballet.)

She replied "Yes."

So I said, "Ah, then I should take the whole day off."

"Oh, you've been here before then?"

Journal Description

My life is, to me, ripe with frequent challenges, occasional successes, spontaneous laughter, adequate tears, and enough *life* to last me a lifetime. To you, however, it surely seems most pedestrian. And therefore, I recycle the name I used previously and call this my Notebooks of Daily Life. Daily, because it's everyday in nature, ordinary. These conglomeration of events that are my life are of interest to me because I live it, perhaps mildly so to those who are touched by it, and could only be of perverse, morbid curiosity to anyone else. Yet, I offer them here nonetheless. Make of them what you will, and perhaps you can learn from my mistakes.

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