Just when we thought there was forward movement theres a set back. Ive had to take Keith back to the hospital twice in the last week for severe infections. He is in a lot of pain and not resting comfortably at all. He's barely eating anything either. Please keep him in your thoughts and hope with us that he gets through this soon. Steve.
Hi Everyone. I brought Keith home from the hospital last week. He's had two surgeries. Some chemotherapy but no radiation. He's a still weak but he's happy to be home. I saw him on his computer early today. I ddon't know what he was doing but he was onlyi on for a short time. Maybe soon he'll write something here. I hope so because i know he'll want to talk about all he's gone through. When he got home I asked him if there was anything he wanted to do and he said: "Live until at Christmas." I asked him what he meant and he only said he wanted to set short goals for now. AFterChristmas all he wants is to see his iris in the garden next spring. I think those are attainable goals right now. The future will always be there for him I think. Taking little steps to get there is ok. Steve.
Keith is making some progress but it sometimes seems its always followed by a setback. He's not worse which is what matters most. I've learned a lot about my brother just reading some of his entries in the past. I've also read a little about some of the people who read his blog and some of the blogs they write. I've said some names of people to him I've come across. I know anyone who reads his blog all the time will like knowing that he smiles when I say the names to him. I've always known my brother is gay. I wish I had gotten to know all the different sides of him that I've seen in his writings. If all continues to go well I may get that chance. Thats something I'm looking forward to. Steve.
Hey. I'm Keith's brother Steve. I wish I could give good news but Keith is not responding to treatments as well as hoped. We're all trying to remain optimistic but his doctors have said he should be prepared just in case. Keith asked to have a lawyer come in and help him with a last will. Thats been done and he seems more at ease about a lot of things. I can't say that theres no hope but I think we're all thinking that a miracle is whats needed. Keith sleeps a lot. He's not shown any interest in his computer or the internet. He still tries to watch Family Guy on tv when he can stay awake. It always brings a smile to his face. Laughter is a pretty good medicine I guess.
Hey. I'm one of Keith's brothers. He won't be writing for a while as his cancer has spread and he's too sick. We're all hoping and praying he'll be better soon. I wanted to do this sooner but Keith had some problems remembering the password so I could get in. Steve.
I was in Windsor both Saturday and Sunday. It's a 2+ hours drive from here and, believe it or not, I drove down Saturday morning... came home Saturday night... and drove back down Sunday morning. Approximately 882 km total driving. Anyway, I hate staying in hotel rooms (alone) and since my boss was along for the trip, and he wanted to come back, I agreed. It was a tiring few days as our time there was spent taking inventory in two retail/wholesale stores, but it was good to get away and do something different. Enough about that.
It's been cooler than normal for some time now. Wetter, too, and there's no sign of either changing for the next 5 to 7 days. Maybe by mid-month, though. This summer is supposed to be warmer than normal. I say, it remains to be seen.
I'm on a trip to the zoo in Toronto tomorrow. I think about 30 of us from work are taking the day off to go. I haven't been in a long time and I enjoy the educational aspects as well as the chance to see a live animal instead of just pictures. Some people are against the idea of zoos, but I firmly believe people take more interest in the plight of animals when they've had the opportunity to see one for real. I'm taking my camera, so I'm sure I'll have a few photos to show you soon.
Growing up gay can be difficult and even painful. Here's an interesting advertisement (country unknown) that, fortunately, turns out well in the end. No pun intended. Anyway, don't forget... always protect yourself.
A little bit of colour in the front garden. Bearded (or German) Iris have begun blooming and it's such a lovely sight. Here are the three colours now in bloom. There was a dwarf iris (purple) that bloomed several weeks ago, but I didn't get a photo before it finished. Maybe next year.
I saw a few interesting things on my trip yesterday. (see photo) Southwestern Ontario is still (somewhat) rich in oil reserves. Follow the Talbot Trail along the northern shore of Lake Erie and you'll see a fair number of these pumps forcing oil and natural gas to the surface. In fact, the site of pumps is also common farther in shore in such places as Petrolia and Oil Springs. (no links available at this time) I wish now I had taken a video of the pumps in action. Maybe next trip.
I guess the pumping will go on for as long as the electricity that runs the pumps is cheaper than the price of the oil (or natural gas) that's pumped out.
I saw the Star Trek movie on Monday. I liked it well enough to decide to go see it again tonight. I guess you can take that as a recommendation. Go see it!
p.s. I saw the movie again, and I have two points.
Point 1... Why would they put UPC scanners on the helm and navigation stations? Did they think no one would notice? Talk about cheesy.
Point 2... Well, it's not about the movie, but who attended the movie. It was an all male audience until three guys showed up with their __________ (insert whatever you want) and made it all guys and three females. I had so hoped it was going to be a "guys only" showing. Oh, well.
p.p.s. I now have a third point to make.
Point 3... Why some of the corny dialogue. If I hear that Sherlock Holmes quote again ("when you have eliminated the impossible...") I'm probably going to SCREAM! And there were others. C'mon! How about something original? Anyway, the movie was perfect otherwise.
I had a strange dream last night. Unsettling. Unnerving. I felt very strange afterward. You see, I faced death for the first time. It was so real. I was waiting for it to happen. Wondering what it would be like. And then, it happened.
The dream started and ended rather quickly. There was no "story" or building up to a climax. It just started with me and a few others in some sort of civilian (or possibly military) establishment. We were the good guys and I don't know if we, or the bad guys, started the self-destruct, but I knew there was less than three minutes before a nuclear explosion would take place and everyone, including me, would be dead. We started running. We knew we couldn't escape, but we ran anyways. Suddenly, the countdown stopped and it looked like the bad guys were going to capture whatever it was they were there for and we'd lost our only hope of stopping them. Next thing we know, the bad guys have caught up to us, but luckily, the countdown starts again and everyone knows that we've got three minutes again and then it's all over. Even the bad guys know it this time. I just stand there. Watching the clock. Knowing it's inevitable. Wondering what I'd feel. Pain? Nothing? Anything? What would happen? Then it was 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... it was over. Everything ended. The world was gone. I didn't feel anything, but I knew I was dead... or something. I knew the others were with me, but it was as if I was alone. It was the strangest experience and feeling I've ever had. Dream or no dream, if death happens to be like that, then some of my fear is now gone.
I wonder what I'll feel like when I have to face death for real. Will I have time to prepare? Remember George Carlin and his "2 minute warning" routine? "Get your shit together!" I wonder. How many of us are really prepared should death come suddently. Say we do have a 2 minute warning. Would you be ready? Can we ever be ready? Mind boggling.
There have been fireworks for the past 3 nights. Tomorrow (Monday) there will be a lot more. Monday is our queen's birthday. Well, official birthday. Her real birthday is 21 April, but here we celebrate it each year on the 24th of May. But, since we like to have long weekends, we settle on the Monday before the 25th of May. This year it happens to be early. Next year it'll actually be on the 24th. Regardless, it's a celebration marked with family get togethers, outings, sports, camping, gardening (usually no frost after Victoria Day), BBQing and fireworks.
Victoria Day is the first holiday weekend of the year where Canadians can do something outdoors without fearing inclement weather. I don't know about that. Lots of places across the country were expecting (or are already getting) snow. I guess I should have said "most" Canadians can, but anyway, I kind of wish I was there instead of here. Still, I can't complain. It's nice to have some good weather after a long, snowy winter. It's good to be able to get outside without a heavy winter coat, let alone a jacket or sweater. It's great to have a reason to celebrate without the weather making it unpleasant for activities or travel.
Monday won't be my travel day this week. I've chosen Wednesday instead. I'm not sure where I'll end up, but there's a cemetery I need to visit. Personal reasons. And, there's always lots to see when one just travels for the sake of travelling. No matter where I go, there's always something I haven't seen before. That in itself makes it worthwhile.
The Sunday night fireworks have faded to nothing. I best get into bed. Wish I had someone to make my own "fireworks" with.
What can be worse than waiting for Christmas? Waiting for your vacation to start. "One more sleep," as they say to the kids these days. Eight hours of work, then... 9 days off. Can't wait. Can't wait.
What a change. It's downright cool out there. I guess I can survive this little dip in temperature... if you can. Watch your plants this evening, though. A frost is likely as it's going down to below 0C.
It's Mother's Day in Canada. And in the U.S. For those fortunate enough to still have their mothers with them, I hope you'll make every effort to let her know exactly how you feel about her. For everyone else, I hope the memories of your mother give you some comfort on this special day.
I'll be doing steaks on the BBQ today. I think I'll need a jacket or maybe even a coat while grilling. Maybe not, but I best be prepared. I have to bake a cake sometime this morning as well. Let's see... what else do I have to. Nothing that I can think of. It'll come to me later, I think. But not too late that I don't have time to do it.
This coming week is my last before I start my first week of vacation. I hope this week goes quickly... and next week goes very, very slowly. That'd be nice.
I think I have time for a nap before I have to get things going. A couple hours will be nice.
"I'm beginning to feel like a Princess... everyone holding doors open for me." Ok. For the record, I didn't say that. Someone at work said it earlier today.
I was going home just after 3:00 p.m., and I stopped to check the employee bulletin boards when I heard the upstairs door open and one of the older fellas (older than I am, at least) stood there and held the door open for some seconds. I assumed he was holding it open for a woman who might be following him, but to my surprise around the corner came one of our handsomer young men of the Lumber, Building Materials and Millwork department. I don't know why I did it, but I too stopped and, as "Chet" walked down the stairs, I held the lower door open for him. As he started to walk through, he turned to me, smiled, and said "I'm beginning to feel like a Princess..." and the rest of it you've already read at the beginning. Kind of makes me wonder about Chet. Should I wonder? Hmmmm.... What do you think?
If you have 6 and a half minutes to spare, listen to these Christmas carols/songs. Here's the description from You Tube... "Your favorite Christmas songs... played in minor key. This is what Christmas would sound like if it was the score of a horror movie."
Just a few more days and I'll have a whole week off. It seems forever since I had a vacation. Actually, it was last August, I think. Seems forever ago. Anyway, I'm taking four 1 week vacations this year. May... August... October... December. If I end up not liking the 1 week at a time breaks, I'll change it next year to two 2 week vacations... May and ???
Super, super weather recently. Sunny. Not too warm (mid to high teens C). Cooler at night which has made sleeping pretty easy. Well, easier than normal. I still can't seem to sleep more than a few hours at a time. I'm wide awake now and have been for about an hour. I'll probably get back into bed in another hour and get, I hope, a couple more hours sleep before going to work. Gotta keep remembering... vacation is coming... vacation is coming.
Maybe... just maybe... there really is a god. Until today, I'd have argued against it. Now, I'm not so sure. There must be. Here's why. If there's a god, then there are angels. And if there are angels, then this young boy must be one. Just watch and listen. An angel come to earth.
I remember what it was like when I started going to the bars/clubs in London (Ontario). Everyone was either way younger or way older. And, they were either way too screaming nellie or way too deep in the closet to even suggest they might be gay. Then there were the ones who you had to get within 3 feet of before you could tell if it was a he or she. My luck it was always a she. Anatomically she. And let's not forget the shy wallflower who you'd catch looking at you, but would always look away too quickly to know if he got your signal to come on over. And when you finally realized that he hadn't got your signal and you walked over there, he'd suddenly make a hasty retreat the the toilet. And when you get to the toilet yourself, you'd find he's locked himself in the stall and no matter how long you wait, he doesn't come out so you go back to the bar and order another drink. And, you find yourself not caring a tinker's damn how many times you catch him still staring at you from across the room. Then there's the bartender who, no matter how hard you try, won't admit that he's the same guy you ran into 6 months ago at the club in Cambridge (Ontario). Or the bouncer who looks more like the cop who just gave you a warning two days ago to slow down 'cause next time he's going to ticket you for doing 90 in a 70 zone.
Ya know? Something tells me that going to the bars today probably isn't much different than it was 25 or 30 years ago when I used to go. Am I right?
The "flu" has become a big story. And from the responses over at Wyatt's, I can see that people all over the world are thinking and wondering and even worrying. Anyone know Stephen King? Can someone give him a call and see if he can write a really good ending to all this?
I've played this game before, so it's not surprising that I bring it forward once again.
What if...
I was checking through the TV listings for this evening, and I saw a show entitled "OSWALD'S GHOST" on the History Channel. It's about Lee Harvey Oswald's assassination of President Kennedy. I could ask, "What if it never occurred? What would life be like now?" But I'm not going to. Here's why. I just caught a few minutes of the movie "BUTTERFLY EFFECT" and I'm guessing you already know where this is going. Maybe the question we should be asking is, "Was Oswald sent back in time to make sure Kennedy died because things were a whole lot worse in the universe where Kennedy lived?" Weird, huh?
I guess it assumes that reverse time travel is possible. I don't think it is, but then I don't know for sure. The "BUTTERFLY EFFECT" is a powerful indictment against reverse time travel should it somehow be possible. One seemily insignificant change here or there and the world becomes a completely different place in the future. It could be a real ripple effect. Here's an example... Someone goes back and kills Adolf Hitler. There's no WWII. My father doesn't go to war. Instead he stays in his hometown and his younger brother isn't killed in Italy in 1944. Instead of going to university, my father and his brother do what they had planned on doing while growing up. They buy land and become farmers. My father never meets my mother. I'm never born. This blog is never written. You are not sitting where you are right now reading this blog. Instead, you've gone for a walk or a drive on this particular Sunday afternoon. And, there's an accident and you, and maybe someone you're with, are badly hurt or killed. What if?
Well, I don't lose sleep over it and neither should you. It's just a game. Anyway, I like to believe that once time is used up, it's done for good. There's only the now and the future. The past only exists as a memory. Maybe that's the best way for things to be. What do you think?
Today... it starts. I have four income tax forms to fill in. Mine, of course. My two younger brothers' forms and my one nephew's forms. I still have until 30 April to complete, so that's one each day with one day to spare. Lots of time. But, maybe if I get them all done today... now that's an idea.
A couple of big thunderstorms passed through late yesterday and last night. Huge flashes of lightning and claps of thunder not heard of for a long time. And, of course, lots and lots of rain. Unusual for April, but all things considered, it's unusual anyway as we haven't had the kinds of thunderstorms we used to have in these parts. Maybe some of the old weather patterns are returning. Maybe that would explain the exceptional amount of snow we got this past winter. I can live with it.
I bought a scanner the other day. I already have a "regular" scanner, so you're probably wondering why another one. This one is different in that it only scans 35mm slides and also negatives. My dad has boxes full of slides from when I was a baby until about the turn of the century. He stopped using 35mm film and went to having his pictures printed on photo paper. Anyway, I'm going to scan all the slides into my computer so that they can be preserved. It's difficult to say what condition the slides are in now after all these years, but they're not going to get any better. Eventually, they'll be useless. Best to get at it now while there's still hope. I'll upload some of the results in the near future.
I'm in a state of solitude... and bliss. The house is empty. I'm alone. I expect this to last several hours... at least. How pleasant.
I got off work early today as I'm going to work on Saturday. Quite unusual for me to work on a weekend, but it happens. I don't know if it will happen again this year, but I'm not concerned if it does. It's just another day.
The weather is beautiful today! Sunny. Breezy. Right around 19C (66F). It's only going to last two days and then it's back to more normal April temperatures. Still, a very nice change from the cool weather of the past few weeks.