But waiting is easier when there's a definite plan in place. But it gives a lot of time to think about unknowable things, like what will the first week be like after the surgery? Will I be just fine, but just seem to be all messed up for a while? I don't know.... But I doubt that I'm going to be SuperBlogger for that time. I'm going to have to get some Guest Posters. We'll see how that works. ...I don't obsess about this stuff, but it does get in the way of getting really productive stuff done. Ok, I'll quit whining now. ;)
A quick reminder about the fundraiser: If you happen to know of a venue in the Tigard area for sometime in May, somewhere where Portland people and McMinnville people can easily access (no Dundee jokes....ahem) it would be super great. I'm fairly unfamiliar with the area except for my cousin's house and the 99W corridor. Thanks!
It's me, Kevin, but with a brain tumor. Disclaimer: I have a very dry and twisted sense of humor. This is a scary situation. The jokes ("tumor humor") could be a little dark from time to time. I intend to keep this rather interesting for you, but if I get a "how could you SAY that?!?" response from you, know it's just, well, I hesitate to use "gallows" humor, but I don't have better phrase for it. Enjoy, and thanks for your support through this time.