Last week I went to Ohio (where it is FREEZING, but there was an ICE CREAM TRUCK, anyone heard the expression COALS to NEWCASTLE??) to see the Arms and Armor of Imperial Austria exhibit at the Cleveland Museum of Art, and that was extremely cool. My big-little brother was in his element, though with Nana around, he showed nothing but a cool, more-knowledgeable-than-thou disdain.
After that, we went to the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame (and I am still very very excited about this, so don't tease me for living such a sheltered life that glow-in-the-dark signatures enthrall me, okay?). There was a 'Paraphernalia Exhibit' (not really, but that's what it ought to be called), kind of a tribute to the history of Rock'n'Roll, with all sorts of stage costumes and pictures and photographs and cars and records.
I must say that Jimi Hendrix was quite the fashion plate. I would love to wear some of the things he had.
On Monday, I had my first of two Duke Days (all the bells and whistles this time, it's my big two-year checkup), and was kind of surprised to see several news crews (say that three times fast!) lining the streets.
It turned out to be Senator Ted Kennedy's paparazzi. That is kind of reassuring, to know that a U.S. Senator chose the best place in America to have his surgery, and it's the place that I went.
Day two wasn't nearly as exciting. Just a pulmonary exam, and Electro Cardiogram, an Audiology exam, and a lumbar puncture (changed from 'spinal tap' after the movie came out).
The LP was pretty cool, though. The docs let me hold a mirror up to see my back , since I'd never actually seen one performed, although I've had several LPs.
And that is all the news I've got. I just wanted to reassure you-all of my eternal devotion. Do not pine away for me, dear hearts! I shall return soon to your arms...
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