Life Among the Never-Winged

Once upon a time I was writing a book called, "Just Another Love Letter", about angels behaving badly. Now I just quietly ask myself each day, "What the hell am I doing?"

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My friends always knew I was going to hell. My only hope is that God likes good jokes and bad redheads.

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  • Saturday, February 23, 2008

    The Anti-NaBloPoMo

    Wow. That was like the anti-NaBloPoMo, wasn't it? No posts for full month and then some.

    A lot's happened, let me tell you.

    And I have a file of unfinished posts. They kept crowding each other out. And studying crowded everything out.

    I could tell you about the televised autopsy with the doc who has to be Herr Toht from Raiders of the Lost Ark. He even wears Indy's hat while he's sawing open the body, I swear to the God of the Covenant.

    I could tell you about the real autopsy. The 94-year old woman on the table.

    I could tell you how it feels to hold a human bone in your hands; a vertebrae, a tiny marvel of architecture, and wonder who it belonged to, where the rest of the bones are, if anywhere anymore, and to feel an overwhelming sadness.

    I could tell you about my birthday. Not much there though. I'm older now.

    I could tell you my theory on entanglement, how there are people in your life whom you will never shake, who come back through the oddest circumstances. Suddenly I have three of these.

    Oh yeah. And I don't think I'm going to become a sonographer at the moment. I have very little chance of getting into the program. So, I'm looking at other things...

    What else? What else?

    What do you want to know?

    Hell, let's open this right up. Ask me anything.

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    27 people left me a love letter:

    Blogger meno wrote in a love letter...

    NoBloPoMo. I may sign up for that myself.

    How is your family coping with you studying lots?

    What other options are you considering?

    2:05 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger liv wrote in a love letter...

    Why did you leave me for so long?
    Why did I have a low grade feeling that you didn't love me anymore?

    2:13 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Irrelephant wrote in a love letter...

    Why is Herr Toht wearing Indy's hat?

    Who are the three people who were lucky enough to be re-entangled?

    Are you going to get to join us for the show tomorrow?


    Why a duck?

    Welcome back, dear friend. We missed you.

    4:51 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    1. Well, I just asked the Senior Member of the family how he was handling my studying and he didn't say anything. Just looked at me. So my guess is, um. Not very well.

    2. Medical Technologist or Labor and Delivery Nurse. Then I'll pursue an ultrasound career from there if I still feel like it.

    1. You left too! *sniff*

    2. Because you are paranoid. I love you. Now have my baby.


    1. I don't know why he's wearing Indy's hat, but that cadaver looks awfully familiar...

    2. Lucky is not the word. The first is a 'friend' who did not approve of my lifestyle at the time and forbade his girlfriend to speak to me. Difficult, since she was my roommate. The second is that very same old roommate. need to tell someone who reads this about that person first. It affects her more than me.

    3. I hope so. But I don't have a word!

    4. Because they were out of Shmoon.

    6:09 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger patches wrote in a love letter...

    Paper or Plastic?

    Lucinda Williams or Kathleen Edwards?

    Medical illustrator or cartoonist for a porn magazine?

    7:08 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    Cat dude! I was just over on Chica's site.

    1. That's, like, so 90's. Recycled hemp cloth.

    2. Brandi Carlile

    3. Medical cartoon illustrator for a porn magazine.

    7:17 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Cheesy wrote in a love letter...

    Did you have a piece of cake for me on your B-day?? [you brat don't be gone so long in the future,,, Or I will have to bitch slap you... AND I know where you live!]

    I was giddy to see a post up here again! Luv ya fellow glowhead!

    8:09 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Schmoopie wrote in a love letter...

    1. Frangos or Godiva raspberry-filled dark chocolates?

    2. Trader Joes or Whole Foods?

    3. Cafe Vita or Peet's?

    4. Guiness or Sierra Nevada Ale?

    5. New Apple macbook or iPhone?

    6. IHOP or Denny's?

    These are a few questions I wrangle with now and then. Miss you Pants!

    8:28 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    No birthday cake for me. *sniff* But I had a nice piece of tiramisu. Yes! Come bitch-slap me, glowhead! Anything to get you back here!


    1. Always Frangos.

    2. Trader Joe's because they don't have then in Colorado yet.

    3. Alki Beach coffeehouse with the most amazing mocha I've ever had.

    4. My Goodness! My Guinness!

    5. Apple is the iDevil.

    6. IHOP. Denny's tastes like poo.

    I miss you too!!!!

    8:51 PM, February 23, 2008  
    Blogger Clowncar wrote in a love letter...

    Welcome back! My first baby steps into the inky blackness of Bloggyland and you weren't there to hold my hand. Waaah!

    1 - So, like, how are you?
    2 - Have you seen my reading glasses? Can't find them anywhere, and the Sunday paper is waiting.

    9:27 AM, February 24, 2008  
    Blogger Bud wrote in a love letter...

    Well I think that covers everything except maybe, are you okay?

    9:46 AM, February 24, 2008  
    Blogger Mona Buonanotte wrote in a love letter...

    What does it feel like to spend so much time with a body, especially one you then cut into?

    Could you give yourself a birthday spanking for me?

    Massage or pedicure?

    10:29 AM, February 24, 2008  
    Blogger Maggie wrote in a love letter...

    Any quilting? if so, do they have anatomy themes? or perhaps anatomical themes?

    did the cadaver smell?

    10:57 AM, February 24, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    Oh, you seem to have found your way just fine, Clowncar. Your fans are so cute!

    1. Tired but still loving school.

    2. They _were_ floating around here somewhere...

    Bud: I'm ok now. The cyst pain thing is just something I'm going to have to live with. Could be worse; I could be lying on a table...



    1.O's not bad...Oh, um, I mean, the most difficult thing to get used to with a cadaver is the skin. It isn't skin anymore after the preservation process. It's leather. In some ways that makes it easier, and in others a lot harder.

    2. Line up behind Cheesy and you can do it yourself, naughty girl...

    3. Massage. Never had a pedicure. Are they nice?

    Great poem on the show today, Maggie! Wish I could have heard the limerick.

    1. A little tinsy bit of quilting. No anatomy themes yet, but that's interesting...

    2. Yes, the cadaver smells to high heaven. We use Vicks and chewing gum to combat it. The smell is medicinal, mostly. Despite the gloves and goggles, your first instinct afterward is to wash and wash and wash your hands. I also went out and bought my favorite good-smelling shampoo and body wash after the first time.

    4:00 PM, February 24, 2008  
    Blogger Cheesy wrote in a love letter...

    Pants!!! No Trader Joes there?? OMG OMG You HAVE to come for a visit NOW!!
    Girl. We have a date for mani-pedi's and a trip to IHOP for yummy chicken crepes!

    7:25 AM, February 25, 2008  
    Blogger Clowncar wrote in a love letter...

    Heard you on the Irr show. Very fun time. So what did you tell the boyos? That the lyrics are "Would she go (out to get some Jujubees for) you in a theater?"

    1:13 PM, February 25, 2008  
    Blogger Scott from Oregon wrote in a love letter...

    So no free sonograms in my future?

    HAppt Birthday my fellow Aquarian...

    1:31 PM, February 25, 2008  
    Blogger Des_Moines_Girl wrote in a love letter...

    Hey ND! Glad to see you back online. I did my own little NaBloPoMo myself.

    I've been meaning to call you but every time I think of it I'm somewhere I can't call you or it's not a good time like 2am. Happy belated b-day!

    You can't be serious! Are you talking about KP?!?!? Don't leave me hanging! Tell me more!!! That is sooo blogable!

    7:29 PM, February 25, 2008  
    Blogger JustCallMeJo wrote in a love letter...

    Is this the roommate who used a rock for deodorant?

    (I'm sorry, that story has just kinda stuck with me for 15 years. I shouldn't even ask the question that way, but I can't think of any other way to euphemistically refer to her.)

    Do tell.

    Here's a question: Why does Mickey Mouse need such big gloves? Huh? Huh? What's up with that?

    12:30 AM, February 26, 2008  
    Blogger JustCallMeJo wrote in a love letter...

    p.s. Anytime you wanna hold real human bones, you know you can come over and play with the foot.


    12:34 AM, February 26, 2008  
    Blogger amusing wrote in a love letter...

    And the intrigue of bones and where did the rest of them go is part of what made me want to be an archaeologist, part of the fascination with mummies, part of the reason we started to dig up a really old stone-piled grave we found in the wilds of the woods of Vermont and then felt guilty and started piling the rocks back in place (but who was that person; how did they die; when did they die; who was with them who found and piled all the rocks? etc.)

    Hmm. Architecture, yes, in part, but I guess I'm sort of drawn by the stories that are only hinted at, eh?

    Welcome back dearie. And rah, rah, Aquarians all!

    8:01 PM, February 26, 2008  
    Blogger amusing wrote in a love letter...

    Oh. What do I want to know? Um. I'll get back to you.

    OH! Time machine -- when would you go to? Forward or backward? If backward, to when?

    8:10 PM, February 26, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    Sad huh, Cheesy? Oh I am so there. And get out the nail polish.

    I live for the Irr show, Clowncar. 'Would she go clown on you in a theater? ' *snort* Naw, I like your lyrics better.

    Not until I get a license Scott, and you get a vagina. *wink* Happy Birthday!

    I saw that, DMG. Crappy month you've had :-( And yes, KP _and_ CD.

    1. One and the same, Jo. And that's a story that does stick with you.

    2. Because Mickey is obviously compensating for...something.

    Oh, and I already got the foot out once when I was apartment sitting for you. You know my foot fetish. ;-) Good old Fred Smoot.

    You have the coolest comments, Amusing. It IS about the stories, isn't it?

    Ok, if I could jump in a time machine, I'd go back just far enough to whisper a few key things in my younger self's ear. Just a few things that would tweak her/my life for the better. But then again, the best of intentions...

    9:50 PM, February 26, 2008  
    OpenID wheelsonthebus wrote in a love letter...

    What's the point of walking around with C cups when the women with A cups grow to just the right size when they actually need them?

    7:57 AM, February 27, 2008  
    Blogger Irrelephant wrote in a love letter...

    Oooh, one more question! So, when's the next new post? *big trunky grin*

    6:53 PM, February 27, 2008  
    Blogger Nancy Dancehall wrote in a love letter...

    LOL Emily. What ever happened to Kleenex?

    Why, right now, Mr. Irrelephant!

    8:33 PM, February 27, 2008  
    Blogger Irrelephant wrote in a love letter...

    WOW. That's what I call service! *lol*

    5:09 AM, February 28, 2008  

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