The hemoglobin goblin came and depleted Jude’s reserves, so today we had a red blood cell transfusion. All his numbers were OK except hemoglobin, at 7.8, so we tranfuse. Meanwhile, I discovered that Instagram is Snapchat now.
“Come out and play golf with me sometime—bring George—and money; I will beat both of you like mules.” -HST
“Ho ho. Think again, buster. Look around you. There is an eerie sense of Panic in the air, a silent Fear and uncertainty that comes with once-reliable faiths and truths and solid Institutions that are no longer safe to believe in. … There is a Presidential Election, right on schedule, but somehow there is no President. A new Congress is elected, like always, but somehow there is no real Congress at all — not as we knew it, anyway, and whatever passes for Congress will be as helpless and weak as whoever has to pass for the “New President.”” -HST
“We are living in dangerously weird times now. Smart people just shrug and admit they’re dazed and confused. The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic.” -HST