Dec. 23, 2015
It had been my thought to drop by this afternoon, but a client e-mailed me with a request for a conference call between 3 and 4:30.
I’ll get by tomorrow, looks like.
I’m taking the crew to Chelsea’s for a farewell (to Chelsea’s, which is shutting down) and a Christmas lunch in a few minutes.
Dr. A asked me yesterday how long I was going to put off surgery for my knee. The answer is, “As long as I can.” But it’s getting close. Walking’s a chore these days, and I used to love to walk. Ah, you may have been right last year—I may not last until Xmas! But I shall come back to haunt you.
“I am the ghost of mischief past!”
Anything more from Murphy in durance vile?