Mike on August 11th, 2016

Yesterday, I went to my next 2 follow-ups at the hospital. The first, at 10 am, was to address the broken clavicle. The first x-ray they brought up was from the day I was flown in to shock trauma. It showed that the fracture was in the center of my clavicle, and was partially displaced, but that the ends were still touching. Then they had me take a new x-ray, to see what it looks like now, in case there had been any movement.

Not My Actual X-Ray

This new x-ray, unfortunately, showed that the pieces had shifted, such that Read the rest of this entry »

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Mike on October 25th, 2011

Ok, so this story probably falls into the “Entirely Too Much Information” category, but you will almost certainly recognize it as one of those things that ONLY happens to me. 😉

 So there I was…

…sitting down to dinner at a strip-mall restaurant called “Pacific Island Bistro” that we’d found in a flyer. It proudly boasted a Pacific-Rim/Asian fusion cuisine that sounded as creative as it did delicious…at least to John & Rosa. For my part, I’ve never been one to get too excited about Chinese food, which is what I picture when I hear food described as “Asian.” Still, there was a pineapple roast duck mentioned in the flyer that sounded good.

Walking into the restaurant, it could have been any Chinese take-out place anywhere in the US. There was nothing particularly special about it that would minimize the cheesy atmosphere that it shared with its mainland siblings. Noting this, I sarcastically wondered…to myself of course…I think…why I flew to Kauai for Chinese take-out. At precisely the same moment, the universe, with its infinite surplus of untapped mischief, selected its target for the evening, and proceeded with its plan to amuse itself at my expense…again Read the rest of this entry »

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Mike on January 9th, 2009
Divorce man ‘wants kidney back’

A US man divorcing his wife is demanding that she return the kidney he donated to her or pay him $1.5m (£1m) in compensation.

Dr Richard Batista told reporters that he decided to go public because he was frustrated at the slow pace of divorce negotiations with his estranged wife.

He said he had not only given his heart to his wife, Dawnell, but donated his kidney to save her life. Read the rest of this entry »

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Mike on December 10th, 2008

On December 10, 1948 the General Assembly of the United Nations adopted and proclaimed the Universal Declaration of Human Rights the full text of which appears in the following pages. Following this historic act the Assembly called upon all Member countries to publicize the text of the Declaration and “to cause it to be disseminated, displayed, read and expounded principally in schools and other educational institutions, without distinction based on the political status of countries or territories.” Read the rest of this entry »

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Mike on November 29th, 2008

The New Steed

On the passing of my Montero I purchased my new steed, the newest member of the family, and my adventure companion for the next 8 to 10 years, a 2009 Nissan Xterra Off-Road. I had been drooling over the Xterras for quite some time, so it was no hasty decision. In August of 2007, my girlfriend and I spent a few days rock climbing in Arizona. We tore up the desert trails in a rented Xterra just before she left for Iraq. Both the truck and the girl found their way into my heart. It would have been nice if she had returned from Iraq to continue the adventure.

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Mike on November 29th, 2008

Evacuating the Gang

On November 26, 2008, after 193,469 miles and 10 years of faithful service, my 1998 Mitsubishi Montero Sport was put to rest. This truck, my most reliable workhorse to date, accompanied me on countless adventures, numerous close-calls, and a few debacles. It ferried casual encounters,  first-dates and true love into and out of my life. With stoic obedience it carried me faithfully into the fray, tilting at windmills and wandering, untethered, through life.

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Mike on November 18th, 2008
Clowning around in Court!

Clowning around in court

In May of 1990, I was mid-way through college, studying to be an electrical engineer. I was also a heavy metal guitar player with quite a head of hair. I had recently been informed, by one of Maryland’s finest, that my tags had expired, my registration had been revoked, and that I had over $300 in outstanding parking tickets from Ocean City, where I had lived during the summer of 1988. Ahhh…the summer of ’88. While it is commonly known that “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas,” it is less widely known that “what happens in Ocean City, typically follows you home, often requiring some form of legal or medical attention.” Read the rest of this entry »

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Mike on September 27th, 2008
Recording Hey Mikey - 1989

Recording Hey Mikey - 1989

This is the original version of “Hey Mikey” that I recorded shortly after writing in 1989. I had just left a band in Timonium, but still kept in touch with the drummer, “Bubba” (Andy Jones). My buddy Mike Stotler had put me in touch with a bass player friend of his, Ronnie Taber, whom I had met a few times at parties, and jammed with once or twice. We lacked a singer until fate intervened, when an insurance agent at my step-father’s office mentioned that his brother sang in a band. More often than not, such claims end in utter disappointment for those of us seeking talented band members, as the litmus test of “impressing your family” typically does not guarantee the skill-set required to play in a band that actually performs or is recording in a somewhat costly recording studio. I nervously sent his brother, Danny Miller, a tape. We met one time with Danny, discussed his interpretation of the song, and hoped for the best. When Danny finally recorded his vocals, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It was outstanding. Sadly, none of my future bands succeeded in recruiting Danny away from his reasonably successful local band, Apollo Ra.

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Mike on August 5th, 2008

Just testing the new Blog. Go figure…me, with nothing to say. 😉

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