Eyeball #2 has been successfully sliced and diced (yes the lucky panties were worn). It doesn't have quite the extreme clarity of vision that the other eye has, but that could well change, since there is still a bit of swelling, and the surgeon informed me at the post-surgical check-up this morning that the pupil was not quite properly in place yet.
Yes, the thought made me gag a little too.
I was ready to accuse them of inadvertently leaving a paperclip in my eye yesterday, but then the Eye Fairy came by during the night and removed it. I am not even going to complain too much that I did not find a dollar under my pillow this morning. She can have that paperclip for free if she wants.
So while I am lounging about on the chesterfield, watching Pixies documentaries and complaining to the Spousal Unit that I simply could not dream of going anywhere near the stove "on account of the eye, you know" (with eternal gratitude to Sean for the ironclad excuse), I have outsourced a few items that you may find of interest.
Okay, I still wrote them, but they are elsewhere on the internet, so it feels like someone else did. Like kissing your elbow.
It was an evening that started as a soundtrack to a creepy and surreal David Lynch film. Images of abandoned farmhouses, startling flashes of ominous flocks of birds. Yet it morphed into a wizard populated video game awash in orchestral pop. Beautiful boys in star wars tunics making play on church altars.
Want to know more? Please head over to New Canadian Modern to read my full review of the Final Fantasy/Timber Timbre concert.
Or if books are more your style, you may be interested to know more about Vincent Lam's Giller Prize winning book of short stories Bloodletting & Miraculous Cures. I've posted my review over at The Bookworm Collective.
You may just be able to pass your med school entrance exam once you have read this book. You will certainly be able to impress and entertain family and friends with your knowledge of crash carts and code oranges and other sexy emergency room terms.
Pass me the remote and another bonbon please.