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Brain Boy Days 11 and 12 The Perks

I just started Season 5 of The Sopranos (yes ... I'm back at it. Even Debbie is into it now.) Just had a break in the action to change DVDs so I asked Debbie if she would make me lunch ... "Honey, can you fix me something?"

Debbie answered, "Okay ... give me a minute. I've got to make a few calls."

"What do have to make calls for now? Never mind ... F**k it, Carmela."

"Did you just call me Carmela ... TONY?"  

I'm not sure I will be allowed to see Season 6.


This recovery period has perks. Food for instance comes to the house by the truckload thanks to our wonderful friends and family. My boss, Judy sent me a big box of delicious cookies, friends at All Children's sent me a huge box of fruit, some of my staff sent me gluten free cookies, pot roasts, pasta, Kevin and Kathy sent some pirate stuff to go with my eyepatch. Lee made stew, Dennie made soup ...

... and my brother in law Mark brought me every Ben and Jerry's/ Gelato/ Twinkie/ Yogurt container in the store.

Alissa sent some cool books for me to read and Josh spent the night making me dinner while Debbie had an open house (I think she did ... she probably bribed Josh to give her a break from me, Tony Soprano.) Doug and Cheri delivered lunch from Hooters.

Go and figure. I've lost over 15 pounds in the two weeks after surgery. (Although I wouldn't advise this diet for anyone who has any sense).

Even Dr. Harry said I was looking skinnier.

"That's a good thing isn't it?" I asked.

"Not for you."

"I thought you wanted me to lose weight."

"You don't want to get too skinny."

"Bad for my healing process."

"No ... bad for your business. People don't want to give money to skinny development officers. They don't trust them ... too healthy looking. They like fat people."

Geez ... everyone's a comedian.


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