I love when I’m reminded how much I love something, yesterday it was peanut butter omelets. I need to make them more often. Oddly, they work best with fake peanut butter, the kinds you don’t have to mix. In all other cases I prefer unadulterated peanut butter without sugar or emulsifiers. I used to call it “cooking peanut butter” on my shopping list. I am going to start making peanut butter omelets once every few weeks.
Yesterday’s adventure was going to the gastroenterologist for the follow-up to my colonoscopy. It’s about a half a mile from a decent bagel store and I like to take advantage of that. After being dropped off by the car service I walked the half mile to the bagel store and picked up half a dozen bagels. Then I went to Stop & Shop and picked up some things that are better or cheaper than I can get in my neighborhood. Then walked back to the hospital. There’s a double payoff, bagels, and exercise. My reward for finishing this is a bagel for breakfast.
The biopsy on my polyps came back, they were benign. I was not in the least worried. The doctor said they were small and looked benign. More encouraging for me is that there were no signs of inflammation or active Crohn’s. The prognosis is that I’m going to live forever. I know it’s not true, at some point the sun will go red giant and engulf the earth, but until them I’m safe. I love my doctor; I enjoy spending time with him.
When I was finished I took my phone out to call the car service to ask to be picked up. I hit a major hitch. I couldn’t find my glasses. I knew I had them in the examination room. I emptied my pockets. They weren’t here. I emptied my backpack. They weren’t there. I went back into the examination room, they weren’t there. They are only $1 glasses, so it’s no great loss, but it meant I couldn’t see my phone. I managed to call the car service, but I could not read the text they sent me describing the car and when it would show up. I had to ask each driver, “Are you here for Nash?”
I liked both my cab drivers. The one there spoke on the phone most of the way, which I don’t like, but I enjoyed trying to identify the language. My first thought was Yoruba from Nigeria, but it’s been so long since I’ve heard people speak it I couldn’t be sure, and suspected it wasn’t. When we arrived I asked, it’s a language from Ghana. I unfortunately don’t remember which one. He said they speak eight languages there. I’m always hesitant to ask immigrants where they came from or what language they are speaking as so many ask these things because they are bigots. I’ve found that they always pick up that I have a sincere interest in languages and people and enjoy telling me. This is one of the perks of living in New York, the world comes to you.
The driver on the way home was an old-fashioned talkative New York cabbie. He too was from Ghana. These things go in waves, immigrants start working in a field and their friends follow in their footsteps. I always like talkative cab drivers. It makes the trip go faster, and in quarantine it’s a new person to talk to even if we are both masked and separated by a screen.
Like everyone else I’ve been thinking about the Capitol Putsch. I was delighted that Krugman referred to it almost the same way, he said, “Capitol Hill Putsch.” People ask, “What if they succeeded?” Succeeded at what? All they attempted to do was interrupt the vote, they did that. They had no plan. Most weren’t armed and there was no leadership. This was the Three Stooges idea of revolution. It was at once deadly serious, and comic. A real plan would involve taking congress hostage or even killing them. What they did for the most part was walk around the Capitol like tourists, and vandalized things like drunks after their team won the big game. That doesn’t make the death of the police officer any less tragic. It does stop me from being scared for democracy surviving. While there might well be riots, property damage, and even death in the coming days the country will survive.
I’m looking forward to tonight’s John Platt’s On Your Radar. One of the acts is The Bright Siders, that’s three of my friends, Kristin Andreassen, Critter Eldridge, and Dr. Kari Groff. Make sure to watch tonight on either Facebook or YouTube. Here’s the YouTube link.
Now for hameggandcheese on a bagel, a proper breakfast.
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Sadly, the deplorables are planning more in the next week or so.
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