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Monthly Archives: March 2015
Dinner March 17, 2015
The Giant–Soooo, Macbeth is dumb. Me–Oh? Um, Macbeth the play or Macbeth the character? The Giant–(looking at me like I just grew a tentacle out of my neck) The CHARACTER, of course. He’s such a cowardly punk. He never sticks … Continue reading
The Black Spot and How I Became a Surgeon
It had been going on for a few weeks. I had a knife in my foot. I knew it as surely as I knew the nose on my face. My preference with all things medical is to pretend that they … Continue reading
A Basement Full of Brains (The Cushing Collection at Yale)
There is no publicity, no markings, no signs. Not even an arrow. To find this place, you have to drive to New Haven, Connecticut and find the Yale Medical School, then the Library that is specific to it. If you … Continue reading
PEZ Visitor Center, Orange CT (Review)
Alright, let’s, for a minute, remove the “jugular candy” portion of this tale (I know, buzzkill) and focus on the bigger story–the marketing genius behind the world’s lamest candy product. PEZ was originally invented in Austria in 1927 by a … Continue reading
Tales From the Dreadmill March 6, 2015
I have this theory….that someone should invent running tights with hair removing lasers in them, running shoes with pumice heel cups and electrolyte water with tooth bleach in it. Then, when I have to run every day, I can get … Continue reading
A Weekend in NYC
I love New York City like a child loves a carnival. I await a trip there bouncing with anticipation and giddy elation. The second I arrive, I stare in wide eyed wonder at every little thing, trying to soak it … Continue reading