I spent the day before Thanksgiving in Moffett hospital while they tried, with only marginal success, to fix my neck.
The best part was that today I got a good laugh out of the Thanksgiving crowd next door when I pulled my tee shirt collar down just a bit and revealed this electrical snap-on connector still glued firmly to my collarbone.
See, as I was pulling the others off this morning before I showered, I couldn’t help noticing that considerable advances had been made in medical adhesives, YIPE!, and then it struck me that I could leave one on and work a joke around it.
“For a good time, connect me to your PlayStation®”.
And taking advantage of our winter morning sun, here’s a moiré effect on Market Street near the Federal Reserve Bank:
