And … off to a wedding for the weekend. So, here is some eye candy to get you all through several days of me not posting. Personally, I want to know the story behind the Lucille Ball tattoo.
New tunes from The Twilight Sad always brightens the day!
So, yeah. Fighting off ennui and the blues with more drinking in everyone’s favorite tourist trap, Gatlinburg. But … there were only three tastings this time as we skipped Ole Smoky’s Whiskey Distillery.
Don’t ask me why David is making weird faces.
I am still alive. Just taking a little bit of a blog break. Maybe I will post some more tomorrow.
My dad died this past Wednesday (9-18-19) at the age of 76 from lung cancer that had metastasized to his bones. It was a rough month for him and the family once we got the diagnosis. We bounced back and forth between the hospital and nursing home only to ultimately end up with him at home (where he wanted to be) for hospice care. From the time we found out what was really going on until he died, we only had three weeks left with him.
Honestly, what can I post here about how awesome my dad was? I know what those things are that made him so special but I don’t think I can put them down into words right now … maybe not ever.
I am trying my best to act like things are normal even though it feels like there is a hole in the universe now.
Things are really shitty right now … but at least the limited edition pink vinyl of Moloko’s Things to Make and Do has been announced.
I would love to give a serious punch in the face to whoever came up with the phrase “God won’t give you more than you can handle.” What a bunch of bulshit it is.
It turns out you can save yourself from watching the new Black Christmas movie coming out this December because the trailer is stupidly spoilerific … like MAJOR plot twists and everything.
Dad has rallied and was released from the hospital last Friday. He’s now in at a local nursing facility getting physical therapy. Once he is strong enough, he’ll be released to go home. We met with the oncologist yesterday and it looks like immunotherapy will begin next week. So, we are on this road for a little bit longer it seems.
If you had told me last Thursday that he was going to leave the hospital alive, I would have told you that you were crazy. And, It’s been interesting dealing with dad in the nursing home. It turns out that all those stereotypes about nursing facilities are true … like REALLY true. I am hoping he kicks that therapy in the ass and is out early next week. Plus, I am self-centered and am ready to get off this exhausting “work / visit the home / work / visit the home / work” schedule I have been on all week.
So, yeah. There is crazy/bad shit going on with the family, but I am going to try and get back to some sort of regular posting schedule. I know everyone is missing posts about my rampant consumerism, trips to Gatlinburg, and esoteric (and pretentious) taste in movies.
So, my dad got taken to the hospital last Tuesday with what we thought were issues with his atrial fibrillation and COPD (and possible issues with anxiety/depression). What we weren’t expecting was a cancer diagnosis. We found out officially yesterday that it’s Stage 4 Lung Cancer that has metastasized to his bones (with lesions in his spine, shoulder blades, pelvis, and skull). The treatment options are very narrow (if he rallies enough to even be able to take the treatment) and it looks like it will only delay the inevitable. Needless to say, it’s been a hellish week and thoughts about what the coming days and weeks hold for the family make me want to throw up. This is going to be hard.
Posts maybe be sporadic for the immediate future.
It’s been a bit of a busy (and crap) week here. But some fun things did happen last week!
I saw Godspeed You! Black Emperor at The Orange Peel, The opening band really sucked but GY!BE was AMAZING.
And, all that is left to say is … “C’MON, WEEKEND!!!”