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Joan Jett and The Who Concert

Posted by Scott Holstad on April 25, 2015

Two nights ago, we traveled from Chattanooga to Atlanta to see Joan Jett and The Who in concert and we had a blast! They were actually playing north of Atlanta in Duluth, in a place called the Gwinnett Center, where I’d been before. It’s pretty nice. It’s The Who’s 50th anniversary tour and we’d never seen them before, so it was pretty special.

We left at 1:45 PM to avoid Atlanta’s notorious rush hour traffic and got stuck in rush hour traffic. It was horrible. There’s a beltway called I-285 which is an absolute nightmare. Congestion at all hours of the day. Dead stop all the time. We got there mid-afternoon and found ourselves stopped. I couldn’t believe it. I thought surely we’d beat the after work crowd. It was a Thursday afternoon! We eventually made it to I-85 N and it didn’t get any better. We crawled along. It took us an hour and a half just to crawl a few miles. When we finally got to our hotel, we were frazzled. But it was a nice hotel, so that was cool.

Since we arrived so much later than we expected to, we had to start thinking about dinner. There were several restaurants in the area, but Carraba’s (sp?) was just across the street and neither of us had been to one in decades, so we went there. We’re both on diets, but we found items we could have without busting our diets. We had a pleasant server who had an exotic name that began with a “Z” and who looked a little exotic — we tried in vain to figure out her ethnicity. Fortunately, we arrived just in time because there was a big wait when we left.

Gretchen had a quick beer back at the hotel and then we marched off. We were literally within walking distance of the arena. That was very cool. When we got there, there was a big line, but they were just starting to let people in, so we got in pretty quickly. Gretchen wanted a concert t-shirt, but she’s pretty cheap, so I knew she wouldn’t want to pay for what they charge these days for those things, so I had brought some cash with me, so I could get her one. And we got her the perfect one. She looked really good with it on. Then we found our seats. And we had really good seats. We were up by the stage, literally looking down on the stage from the side. We could see everything! It was awesome.

Eventually Joan Jett came on and the show started. And she rocked the place! I was pleasantly surprised. I don’t know what I was expecting with her, but she surpassed my expectations. She started out with “Bad Reputation.” She played about 35 minutes or so and it was a very energetic show. They had big screens on the walls of the arena, so you could see everything and everyone close up. She looked pretty good for her age, I thought. And she’s tiny! Gretchen and I couldn’t figure out who was smaller — her or Roger Daltry. LOL!

After her show, the intermission lasted forever. A lot of people were still coming in. Weird. In fact, people were still arriving 45, 50 minutes after the show started. I don’t know if that’s cause of bad traffic or if that’s just cause they’re rude. One thing. The staff was pretty polite, but people started taking videos with their phones and the staff went all Nazi on them. They starting running around telling them they couldn’t do that and insisting they delete the video in front of them. They did this to Gretchen. She wasn’t pleased. It’s not like she was going to make money off of it! Still, we got lots of pictures.

Finally, The Who came on. They were awesome! Of course, the only original members left are Roger Daltry and Pete Townsend, but there were I think about eight men on stage. The drummer looked like he was maybe 18, like he was just out of high school. Gretchen looked him up online, though, and apparently — though this is hard to believe — he’s Ringo Starr’s son and is 49. Bizarre. He was damn good though. They played for a few hours. They played a lot of favorites. One of my early favorites was “My Generation.” They played some older stuff in the middle. They played some of their rock opera stuff toward the end. I particularly liked “Won’t Get Fooled Again,” Baba O’Riley,” and “Eminence Front.” Pete did his windmills. I tried to get pictures of that, but failed. It was disappointing. Still, great show. My only real surprise and disappointment is that they didn’t do any encore. I have never been to a concert where they didn’t do at least one encore. Never. Ever. Not possible. I’m still shocked. But whatever. It was a hell of a show.

We got back to our hotel and hit the sack. I got three hours of sleep. Following three hours of sleep the night before. Actually I had had about six hours of sleep in 58 hours. I was tired. So Gretchen graciously did all of the driving, including all of the grueling Atlanta city driving. Very generous and brave of her. We arrived home yesterday morning and were glad to see the cats. This was Gretchen’s first major Christmas present. The second one is this coming week when we go see Chicago. Yay! Here are some pictures:

 

Gretchen in her Who concert t-shirt

Gretchen in her Who concert t-shirt

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Us at The Who concert

Us at The Who concert

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Joan Jett rocking the house!

Joan Jett rocking the house!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Who

The Who

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daltry and Townsend

Daltry and Townsend

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chattanooga Contractors

Posted by Scott Holstad on April 18, 2015

Chattanooga contractors suck! They are the absolute worst, the most unreliable, using the most substandard materials, charging the most. They’re terrible. They’re ripoffs.

It all started when I moved up to Chattanooga a few years ago from St. Simons Island, GA. I hired a Chattanooga moving company, in part to save money. Well, they “lost” two big boxes of alcohol, broke numerous items, and did a pretty poor job in general. I sued them and we settled out of court. Since then it’s been one disaster after another. At my old townhouse, I had to have the HVAC replaced, although I didn’t think I did. $8,000 later, I had a new HVAC system, which took them until 10 PM to install. It took four techs. When my future and current wife, Gretchen, and I moved to a house a little ways away, we had to have work done on our roof. We were told it would take a couple of days. It took four, with them pounding on the roof until 10 PM at night while we were trying to sleep. I went out, finally, totally pissed off and told them to stop. They also found some “extra” things that needed addressing for an exorbitant extra sum of money, of course, and held us hostage until we paid up. Later we found out they didn’t do a very good job and brought in a handyman to work on the roof. He was pretty decent, but not very reliable. He’d show up whenever he wanted, didn’t answer his phone or texts, etc. At least he was cheap. Meanwhile, we had electricians and plumbers come out there, all ripoffs. Last year we moved. The house inspector said the garbage disposal needed work, so I hired a different handyman to work on it. He said he did a good job, but I didn’t go check it like I should of and the day before the closing, my realtor called and said there was a problem. There was a bad water leak in the kitchen. I was appalled. It wasn’t there before. The only thing that could have happened was this contractor and the garbage disposal. We called in another contractor from ServePro. He then estimated damage at virtually ALL the floors and said everything needed to be replaced. This cost us $14,000. The family bought the home, but it was a nightmare because they couldn’t move into it for two months and they had been planning on moving into it immediately. We were all told it would take about three days.

Meanwhile, we had moved into our new house. We needed new electrical outlets. I had to call FOUR electricians to come install them. The first three were incompetent. Of course, I had to pay for all four. I also had a garbage disposal installed. There was a leak. I had to have a plumber come out five times to fix the damn leak. Then the refrigerator’s ice maker wouldn’t work. We had to call yet another contractor. He installed a new one. It didn’t work. He had to come out twice more. Meanwhile, we also needed work on our deck. We hired the first handyman to work on it. He did a good job, but he wasn’t reachable, just like before, so I never knew when he was going to show up. Again. Argh! I hired a chimney sweep. Now he did a good job. About the only one who did. For a reasonable fee.

There’s more. A few months ago, we were concerned with a huge, monster tree in our back yard that was leaning over our house and that appeared to be dead. We get winds up here on the mountain and we could just envision it falling and demolishing our house. I called a tree service after getting several estimates. I wanted the whole thing taken out, but was talked out of it. Instead, I was talked into taking the top third off. For $600. Then on the designated day. They didn’t show up. I called and they said there was a mixup. Yep. They showed up on another day and they didn’t take the top third off. They took a third off the entire tree, although it sure didn’t look like it to me. And then I had to pay. Well, last week, the tree looked worse and we were even more worried, so I hired another company to bring their huge crane in and take the whole thing down for $2700. And I could be wrong, but I don’t think they showed up on the designated day either! Damn it! Are there any decent contractors in this town???

Back in January, we decided we wanted hardwood floors in part of our house. We asked for estimates for the living room, dining room, foyer, and hallway, as well as the whole upstairs, and the whole house. We thought the estimate for the whole house was insane, so we went with the first option. After we met with the saleswoman, she gave us a figure and told us that was the total price for everything and we thought that was a price we could live with, so we agreed to do it. Well, once again, the contractors didn’t show up on the designated day. WTF???!!! Dolts! When they did, they discovered the subflooring was inadequate and they’d need to do all sorts of extra stuff for additional costs, this after tearing our carpet up, so we were forced to agree to this. Bastards. It took about three days or so. They did a good job. We were initially happy. Then it was time to pay the saleswoman, so I gave her my credit card number and said that’s it, right? She said, oh no sir, you still owe the contractors! I said, WTF? I said she had told us the price she had quoted us was for everything. She said no, it was just for materials, not for labor. So we ended up having to pay three times as much as we expected to pay for this job. Bastards!!! I thought about filing a complaint with the BBB, but decided not to. It would accomplish nothing.

Now, we’ve had a leak in the garage, so I called a plumber. The plumber fixed the leak and then said we need copper pipes leading into our water heater. Said it’d be more expensive, but more durable, more “professional,” etc. So I agreed. Well, he did it. After that, we lost most of our hot water. I called back a day later and he returned. He couldn’t figure out what the problem was. He told me to call my home warranty company because my water heater was broken and needed to be replaced. I told him it was working just fine before he started messing with it and broke it. My wife got really ticked and called the company to cuss out the owner, who then called me and said he’d like to come out to look it over. He was supposed to show up yesterday at 9 AM. He didn’t show up. No call, no show. I called at 1:30 to complain. They said he was on his way. He said it was a “nipple.” he called another plumber who cut the copper pipes and discovered a blockage, which was causing the problem. Fixed. But I have a bitter taste in my mouth. I’m sick to death of Chattanooga contractors. Not a single one can be trusted to keep their word. They can’t show up on time, if they even bother showing up on the day they say they will. They overcharge. They put in inferior parts. They try and upsell. They’re freaking bastards. And I don’t know what to do about it. I can’t call Atlanta contractors to drive two hours up here to work on my stuff. Or Knoxville for that matter. I’m stuck. I’m screwed. This blows. Sometimes I really hate it here.

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A Review of The Guns of Navarone

Posted by Scott Holstad on April 13, 2015

The Guns of NavaroneThe Guns of Navarone by Alistair MacLean

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I wasn’t sure what to expect with this novel, as many of MacLean’s books tend to be a bit “fluffy” for me, but I wasn’t disappointed with his efforts on this one. Of course, like many, I’d seen the film when I was a kid, but I’d only now picked up a copy of the book to read and I’m glad I did.

The setting is somewhere in the Aegean Sea off the coast of Turkey after Italy threw in the towel in WWII. The Germans control a series of islands and the shipping lanes through them, although I don’t know how historically accurate this would have been, because they do so through their feared air force, complete with hundreds of Stukas. I would have thought their air force would have been non-existent by then, but then I’m not a WWII scholar, so I’m willing to be wrong. Anyway, 1200 British troops are trapped on one of these islands and are awaiting rescue, but the problem is, it’s got to be by boat and that can’t be done because the mythical guns of Navarone rule the area, huge, monstrous guns protected by natural and man-made defenses, making it a virtual impregnable fortress. It’d be a suicide mission for anyone to attack it and yet, the British navy has to sail right by it within days to rescue these troops.

Enter Captain Keith Mallory. He is a famous New Zealander rock climber who has survived behind enemy lines for months at a time. He’s going to lead this little expedition. His close Greek friend and killing machine, Andrea, is coming along. So too, Stevens, good at linguistics and rock climbing, Brown, a saboteur, and Miller, a brash American who is a medic and a demolitions man. They have three days to scale the sheer 400 foot cliff walls on the southern side of Navarone, destroy the guns, and escape before the British navy arrives.

The climb nearly kills them. As luck would have it, a German spy back at HQ had alerted the Germans to their presence, so everyone’s looking for them everywhere, making it virtually impossible to go anywhere, get anything done. They do hook up with two resistance fighters and the reader spends the next few days in a frenzy with these men, anxiously trying to enter the fortress and destroy the guns and then escape. It’s a pretty exciting story.

This book reminded me a lot of Where Eagles Dare. In fact, it seemed like a complete rip off. I don’t know which was published first, probably this one, but there are a ton of similarities. The cold, the high altitudes, the climbing, the near inhuman strength our protagonists must display, the injuries and deaths our heroes encounter, the “elite” status of the German troops, the back stabbings and betrayals. Very similar. But they’re both still good books. I’d read each again. My primary complaint is in MacLean’s boilerplate formula for his protagonist heroes. They always seem to know the right things to do and say. They always seem to fight through exhaustion with superhuman strength and, indeed, have superhuman strength. And that just doesn’t seem too realistic to me. It makes them out to be more superhero than anything to me, but perhaps that’s just my viewpoint, I don’t know. Anyway, not a bad book. Now I want to see the movie again. Recommended.

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Diet

Posted by Scott Holstad on April 9, 2015

So my wife put me on a diet a couple of months ago. And it’s paying off. It’s a very low carb diet. Let me back up for a minute. Back in 2010, I didn’t know anything about carbs or diets and I got into trouble with my doctors. In December 2010, my doctor forced me to see a couple of dieticians who put me on what they told me was a low carb diet of 65 carbs per meal. I know that sounds like a lot, but when you eat pizza and burgers for every meal, it’s an improvement, trust me. However, there wasn’t much of an improvement in my health, so in May of 2011, my doctor insisted I take it lower — to below 40 carbs per meal. I was stunned. That seemed like so little. I had to really work to get to below 40 carbs per meal. I had to do a lot of meal planning, which I wasn’t used to.  However, I got used to it and have religiously stuck to 36-37 carbs per meal ever since. The problem is, I’ve still gained weight while on this “diet.” Frustrating. Much of it has to do with the meds I take. They cause weight gain as a side effect. But I don’t exercise enough, I know, even though I often feel like I have valid excuses — bad back, bum hip, bad knees, headaches, etc — they’re still excuses. I know that.

So a few months ago, my wife put herself on a very low carb, high protein diet and she lost weight. So she convinced me to join her a couple of months ago. And my carbs per meal has dropped from 36-37 to 14-15. That’s a HUGE drop! That’s taken a lot of work! But it actually hasn’t been that hard and my wife has helped me. And she’s gotten me to eat things I never would have considered eating in my life before now. Like cabbage. Or zucchini and cauliflower-based pasta. Or broccoli. Or Greek yogurt. Or, or, or. She’s making me a lot of meatloaf, which is darn nice of her. And guess what? I’ve lost 15 pounds in less than two months! I know that’s not a world record or anything, but I’m pretty pleased and I hope to continue to shed some weight as I stay on this diet. Now, pass me the damn cauliflower!

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A Review of Hatching Twitter

Posted by Scott Holstad on April 3, 2015

Hatching Twitter: A True Story of Money, Power, Friendship, and BetrayalHatching Twitter: A True Story of Money, Power, Friendship, and Betrayal by Nick Bilton

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I’ve never read about such a group of immature, whiny, backstabbing losers in my life! To think that some reviewers consider them brilliant is really pretty funny. They were mediocre thinkers with mediocre talent who couldn’t cut it in real places, like Xerox PARC or Google, so they wind up at a start up, broke and desperate. The one who has had success, Ev, is good for the seed money. He at least founded Blogger, so he actually had done something, which was sold to Google for millions, making him successful. The other three Twitter founders — Noah, Jack, and Biz — were pretty much losers. They founded a company called Odeo that was going to take podcasting by storm, but were beaten to the punch by Apple. Jack and Noah drunkenly came up with the idea for Twitter one night, as an idea to escape loneliness. Noah came up with the name. And so it began. Ev stayed in the background, Biz handled publicity, Noah was the CEO and Jack was in charge of Engineering. I believe, if my memory serves me. This didn’t last long. They had a board with capital invested and soon there was rumbling, with Ev doing his fair share of the rumbling. And so Noah was forced out. Jack was brought on as CEO and Ev as chairman. Biz did what he did best. In a little while, Twitter starts taking off, slowly, very slowly at first, but surely. Jack didn’t want hash tags, but they emerged and they were brilliant. However, it became clear to everyone that Jack couldn’t run a company. They were losing money left and right, weren’t making a dime, everyone was on edge, and Ev and the board had had it up to here. So more backstabbing. And Jack was out the door. To plot his revenge. Ev took over as CEO. After all, he had successfully run Blogger, so why not this? Sounded good. Twitter had bought another company a little while before this happened and Jack had asked their main engineer to become director of ops at Twitter, a position this man didn’t feel he was qualified for. After Jack was gone, the board asked him for a briefing. He told them, in a state of disbelief, that there was no backup to the system. That if the system crashed, Twitter was gone. And that Twitter was held together with string and wires to begin with. Not good news. They got to work fixing that. Jack had been in way over his head. [Let me interject here. It’s clear that the author HATES Jack in this book, and has a serious man crush on Ev, so you have to take everything written about them with a grain of salt.] Okay. Twitter has grown to millions and millions of users. Hosting many millions of tweets daily. Ev has helped people like Oprah tweet her first tweet live on TV. But Jack has been plotting with one of the board members, who — and this is never clearly explained — loves Jack dearly, to get Jack back into the company. I could go on and on, but long story short, Ev is backstabbed by Jack and the board, is shoved out the door, Jack comes back as head honcho, Biz quits, we never hear from Noah again, and Twitter continues on, in spite of total incompetence and arrogance. Good book to read, disgusting people to read about. Cautiously recommended.

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Been Sick

Posted by Scott Holstad on March 30, 2015

Man, I’ve been sick for several days now. Not violently ill or anything. Just sick. As in a bad cold. Or bad allergies. Or something. For awhile now, I’ve been getting sore throats and earaches. I made an appointment to see my doctor, but they couldn’t fit me in for two freakin’ weeks, so I’ve been waiting to see them. Meanwhile, on Friday I got much worse. My throat started feeling incredibly sore, very, very sore. My ears hurt. My head started pounding. I started sneezing. And I was both congested and blowing my nose, violently, if you can believe that. Over and over again. I was wearing the Kleenex out. I talked to a different doctor who thought it might be allergies, although I don’t think that’s what it is. I’ve never had allergic reactions like this to anything. Anyway, she suggested I start taking Allegra and Mucinex, so I did. Gretchen also put me on some natural stuff. I also took Advil and vitamins. And Ricola for the throat. I couldn’t sleep. I had to blow my nose every 10 minutes, so I literally couldn’t sleep. Friday night, I got about an hour and Saturday night, again about an hour. I was up by 1 each morning. I was miserable. I tried taking naps during the day, but had the same problem. Last night, I was able to sleep a little, until 2. I’m feeling some better. My earache is gone. My throat has improved. My head still hurts and my nose is sore as hell and is still bothering me like crazy, but even it’s improved some, so I think I’m through the worst of it. However, I may have given it to my wife and that’s a disturbing thought. She started feeling poorly yesterday. I truly hope she doesn’t come down with this. Meanwhile, our two year marital anniversary is coming up in a week, so that’s exciting! We both better be healthy for that, darn it! I guess that’s it for now.

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A Review of Unseen Academicals

Posted by Scott Holstad on March 26, 2015

Unseen Academicals (Discworld, #37; Rincewind #8)Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

It pains me to give a Discworld novel a less than stellar rating, but I found this one lacking in some way. It started out promisingly — the wizards at Unseen University find that in order to keep a sizable endowment, they must play a game of commoner “football,” or as it is known, “foot the ball.” They are aghast, but are more aghast at the thought of their losing any of their nine meals a day, so they begin to form a team led by Archchancellor Mustrum Ridcully. Meanwhile, Lord Vetinari, the city’s benevolent tyrant, has decided he wants to control this game, forming leagues and handing out gold looking trophies and he wants the wizards to lead the way. Promising start, yes?

Unfortunately, it’s all ruined by a Romeo and Juliet love story between Trev and Jewels, two new characters. We also meet Glenda, a forceful cook in charge of UU’s Night Kitchen and Mister Nutt, a goblin (who later turns into an orc) who is adept at pretty much anything. Trev takes Nutt to his first football match, where the crowd does “the Shove,” and where the wizards are in search of pie, and Nutt is really taken with it. So much so, that he grabs the ball and scores the game winning goal.

Somehow it comes to the wizards’ attention that Nutt has some skills, so they make him coach of the team. They ask Trev to join, as he’s the son of a late, great football player, but Trev declines, saying something along the lines of “I promised me old mum” he’d never play. This is repeated so freakin’ often, Pratchett pretty much beats the reader to death with it. It gets old very quickly. And of course, you know Trev ends up playing. Duh.

So Jewels becomes a fashion model for dwarves and becomes quite famous and in demand. Glenda acts as her manager. Nutt seems to develop a thing for Glenda, which is odd because one traditionally doesn’t think of “things” happening between goblins and humans. But Glenda feels her heartstrings being tugged at for the first time in her life and she loves it.

I guess my main complaint is, the book really isn’t so much about foot the ball as it is about Nutt and his relationships with others, such as Trev and Glenda. And while that’s moderately interesting, the humor that could have been attached to a book devoted to a book of the wizards playing at foot the ball solely could have been pretty forceful. This, however, is rather mediocre. It’s a romance, with football as its backdrop. I feel disappointed. I’d recommend it to Pratchett fans, but not to anyone else.

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My Life Twin

Posted by Scott Holstad on March 24, 2015

I met my life twin today. Not my life companion — that’s my wife. My life twin. I took my car to the Toyota dealer to have some work done. The service manager was a nice guy about my own age with hair my own color and a goatee similar to my own beard. His name was also Scott. He saw my Penguins hat on my head and asked if I was a Pens fan. I said I sure was. He said he was too. Then, he said he actually had been born in Boston, but raised in Pittsburgh. I was momentarily stunned and then replied that I had too. Who’d have thought? We talked about where in Boston we were born and where in Pittsburgh we were raised. We talked about going to Pens games back in the ’70s when they were pretty bad and getting beat up by Philly’s Broad Street Bullies. We’d see the games at the Igloo. It was awesome. Somehow we’d both come south. We didn’t get into specifics, but he had wound up in Nashville for awhile and started following the Predators, making sure to see the Pens whenever they came to town. He saw some great teams and players over the years. I told him that for my birthday this past year, my wife got us tickets to the Pens game in Nashville and we went up, had a great time, and the Pens won. We had a really good time talking. So when I later told my wife about this coincidence, she told me I had met my life twin. LOL! I should have gotten his number so we could have gotten together to watch some Pens games over some beers. Next time. I don’t know if he’s married or not, but my wife is a Pens fan too, so it’d be great if he is, that his wife would be one too.

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Neurosurgeon

Posted by Scott Holstad on March 23, 2015

I went to a new neurosurgeon this week upon the recommendation of my pain management specialist for my trigeminal neuralgia. He was considered to be pretty good.

I’ve had TN Type 2 since 2010 and have suffered mightily off and on over the years. During that time, I’ve undergone many tests and many minor surgical procedures, mostly gasserian ganglion blocks. Last year I had three late in the year, but they didn’t help at all. My pain management doctor was about to pull her hair out and didn’t know what else to do, so that’s why she sent me to the neurosurgeon, hoping he could avoid cutting me open and instead do some laser surgery on my brain. However, when I last saw her in January, she put me on a new medication, as a last resort, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t really helped. A lot. Before that, I was living on Percocet, popping it like candy to help with the pain. It was really draining, very wearing. I hated that. Since I started that medication, I’ve taken exactly two, and none over the past seven weeks!

Back to the new doctor. When I met him, he seemed very rushed. I hate that in new doctors. When you meet with a new doctor, they should take the time to get your history and find out what’s been going on, how, why, how long, when, etc. This guy just wanted to get through it and move on. I was put off. Then he told me he had never heard of TN Type 2. I was stunned. I thought to myself, here’s a doctor who specializes in brain surgery and he doesn’t even know what this is? WTF? I had to define it for him. Even then, he rushed me through it, like he didn’t even care. Which pissed me off. Then he told me about the two major types of surgical procedures, but this time I interrupted him and told him about the medication and its success and he sounded relieved. He said, well if it’s working, there’s no need to cut you open. And you’re on a pretty small dose, so you could conceivably go up quite a bit if needed before we’d need to do anything, so let’s just keep it there and see what happens. Sounded good to me. So that’s how we left it. So, mission accomplished. I made contact with a surgeon who could do surgery if needed, but am not going back until that time is necessary, hopefully never.

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New Ray’s Road Review

Posted by Scott Holstad on March 20, 2015

It’s spring and that means the Spring 2015 issue of Ray’s Road Review has been published today. Fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and photography. Check it out! http://raysroadreview.com

Of course, since I’m the poetry editor, I have to acknowledge the poets in this issue. They include Lyn Lifshin, Robert Joe Stout, Terry Savoie, Alan Catlin, Richard Fein, and Colin Dodds. Good stuff. Good poets. Check them out.

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