Morning
I am up way too early on a Saturday. This is due partly to the person who called and hung up(may a hallucinogenic toad shit in your mouth), but mostly to my cat's licking of his backside. I will expand on that later but provide the latest medical news now so squeamish readers can bail out before the real fun begins.
We visited with doc Taylor early Friday morning. There was some confusion about the appointment time so Amy and I had the opportunity to enjoy a waffle in the Med Center cafeteria. The visit began with my favorite cognitive tests where we discovered that I continue to be able to follow fingers with my eyeballs and touch my nose. Next came the lab results of my blood which continues to be perfect. You might not even guess that I was on chemo. The lab measured the size of some key cells. These cells were smaller than they should have been indicating that they were newer. This is an excellent chunk of knowledge as it indicates my body is replacing the cells that have been destroyed. Overall, I am one healthy dude. I attribute this to Chris for his acupuncture and herbal mastery and to my continued belief that it is impossible for sickness to exist in a body that loves and laughs.
I had an opportunity to laugh to excess this week. I was able to attend the premiere of a new documentary by Randy Olson titled A Flock of Dodos. The film explores the debate between evolution and intelligent design that is currently impacting the curriculums of students in the state of Kansas. The movie does have a slant towards the evolution side but this is easily accomplished by straightforward interviews of ID proponents. My favorite segment of the film involves the discussion of the design of the human heart with a man who has had eight bypasses. He points out that there is no alternate way for blood out of the heart and that any problem with the aorta results in complete failure. This heart, which shares the same basic design principles as the heart of a fish, is really only good for cardiologists.
Ultimately, I am really stunned that the two sides cannot find a resolution. I certainly can incorporate evolution into my faith. Having said that, I cannot put the Joe stamp of approval on the idea of intelligent design being science. If good science principles were followed, as Amy pointed out, ID would have started as a hypothesis and then tested. This never happened and will never happen. ID is not science and should never be mandated to kids as such. It is religion and should stay at home. I don't have a problem with your faith, just don't teach it to my kid. (See Constitution http://www.cs.indiana.edu/statecraft/constitution.html).
Now for the fun stuff. Our cat Jazz likes to lick his butt. I am fine with that-I am a tolerant person. The problem is that he is a little loud. To my ears it is a cross between a five year old sucking jello through a straw and the sound of sanding granite. Oh yeah, and it is loud. When he sits on the end of the bed and does it at 6:00 am, it wakes you up. He does it when he wants food. He knows it will wake me up. Kicking him off the bed is not a fix. You can hear him in the next room. It gets into your brain and festers. Pavlov would love the way that fat cat has me trained. Lick ass here-big dude give food.
Well that is enough for today. I am healthy. I think the concept (not theory) of intelligent design is crazy. My cat controls me with his ass. This is my life and I love every second of it. I am the luckiest man in the world and I am going to hit enter and dance. I suggest you do as well.
jobey
I heard about Flock of Dodos from the guys at Wide Awake Films - they rent the space above P3. I'm amazed and envious that you got tickets. I think Wide Awake did some of the editing/filming for the thing. Hopefully it will be back to KC after making its rounds through the Ivy League. Would love to hear more about what you thought!
Posted by: Kristi | March 20, 2006 at 10:09 PM
Joe,
Once again you bring a smile to my face, laughter and love in my heart. You have a way with words. Chloe, my cat, in the morning sits up in bed and watches me. When I ignore her, she starts talking to me. I still ignore, then she sits on my chest, talks to me more, staring at me the whole time. Finally I get out of bed, give her two teaspoons of food, and she is ready to go back to bed. Yes, she rules the roost at my house.. Irritating, but she fills my life with love. Now you see why I don't need anyone else. Who needs a man who snores, farts and steals the remote. All I need is her.
When I am aching, trying to get my fibro/arthritis "bod" out of bed, I think of how God has blessed me with two wonderful children, and your beautiful outlook on life. It's like "shut up" and move it. Then I realize the real beauty in life.
AML,
Mom (suebee)
Posted by: suebee/mom | February 07, 2006 at 11:10 AM
Oooooh our cat does that..we call him Sir Licks A Lot;p
icky,icky creature!
Posted by: Lael | February 06, 2006 at 12:36 PM