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Happy equinox! Happy Purim! Welcome the spring and the full moon and razz the names of our enemies for all time! You can also play Schmekel's "Homotaschen" if you feel like it, which I hope you do.
I had to get up for a CT scan early this morning, which entailed catching the crosstown bus from Sullivan. I did not have to get lunch afterward at Mamaleh's, but the bus was going that way anyway. I had a chocolate egg cream and my traditional off-menu 50/50 (half chopped liver, half cold tongue) with mustard on rye and I read several chapters of Craig Rice's Home Sweet Homicide (1944), on loan from my mother. After that I had about an hour and a half to kill before meeting friends and I spent it mostly at Raven Used Books, where thanks to the gift certificate from
nineweaving I acquired NYRB reprints of Barbara Comyns' The Juniper Tree (1985) and William McPherson's Testing the Current (1984) and a nicely pulp-covered '80's reissue of Jim Thompson's Recoil (1953). I met said friends who are not on Dreamwidth at the Diesel and we hung out over coffee in their cases and very hot water with lemon in it in mine until they had to catch a train and
rushthatspeaks gave me a ride home; I gave them hamantashn.
spatch and I made omelets for dinner (cheddar and ham, goat's milk feta and olives) because the appliance repairman came today and through no fault of his own our oven is still broken. I watched another movie about which I am not writing because the headache is exceeding normal operating limits again. I really need to sleep.
That is the summarized version of the day; it was actually a very nice one. Especially while I was eating lunch, there was a bright slant of sunlight in my water glass and over the pages. The water was glass-edge-blue under the bridges of the Charles. I had a cat on my lap for the duration of the movie and a train whistle just went by in the night. If I had some ice cream and my skull weren't trying to strain itself out through my sinuses, I would be very happy.
I had to get up for a CT scan early this morning, which entailed catching the crosstown bus from Sullivan. I did not have to get lunch afterward at Mamaleh's, but the bus was going that way anyway. I had a chocolate egg cream and my traditional off-menu 50/50 (half chopped liver, half cold tongue) with mustard on rye and I read several chapters of Craig Rice's Home Sweet Homicide (1944), on loan from my mother. After that I had about an hour and a half to kill before meeting friends and I spent it mostly at Raven Used Books, where thanks to the gift certificate from
That is the summarized version of the day; it was actually a very nice one. Especially while I was eating lunch, there was a bright slant of sunlight in my water glass and over the pages. The water was glass-edge-blue under the bridges of the Charles. I had a cat on my lap for the duration of the movie and a train whistle just went by in the night. If I had some ice cream and my skull weren't trying to strain itself out through my sinuses, I would be very happy.

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In point of fact, I took the CT2. (I take the CT2 often, have taken the CT1 at least once, don't think I even knew about the CT3 until I looked it up.) I just did not want to name it as such in the post because the chime of names was less important than the fact that the CT2's route runs right past Mamaleh's, where I hadn't eaten for months.
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Nine
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Thank you! And thank you for the gift certificate; it is yielding lovely things.
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...it is yielding lovely things.
I hoped it would.
Nine
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Thank you! It was.
I am working on being minus the headache. It requires help.
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I hope the CT scan leads to some durable, helpful treatment.
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They were! And I hadn't had an egg cream since December.
A cat and a train whistle are Very Good too.
I would like to be spending more time with trains. I would like to have more energy in general to spend time with my city as opposed to just the necessary routes of it.
I hope the CT scan leads to some durable, helpful treatment.
I will honestly be very surprised (and in that case, probably very upset) if its results materially change the picture, but the ENT won't see me without it, so I did it.
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Thank you!
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Thank you!
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And to steal your sandwich
It is mine now
Fat but fast is my motto
Did you put mustard or do I need to take care of that
Yr loving svt
Selk
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It comes with mustard, per the Mamaleh's policy! You have to ask if you don't want mustard. Pickle on the side, ditto. I would not let you steal from a second-rate deli.
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[crumb, crumb, little splotch of mustard]
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including the sandwich stealing, although i appear to be too late to get in on that action.
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*shares pickle*
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Now I would like a chopped liver sandwich.
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It was! It had good proportions of books and sunlight.
Now I would like a chopped liver sandwich.
I hope you have a nearby outlet. I did not realize until a few years ago how much I liked chopped liver, but now I consider it essential.
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But even liverless I send you the very best wishes for a Life With Less Headache and more great deli restaurants.
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Agh. That is tragic.
But even liverless I send you the very best wishes for a Life With Less Headache and more great deli restaurants.
Thank you!
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P.
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Thank you. I'm still working on that part . . .
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I should do that!
Edit: Hope you get better soon!
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Enjoy!
Edit: Hope you get better soon!
Thank you!