Remember this?

Of course you do! Its the under painting that was on my easel when I gave you a tour of my studio a couple of days ago. Well, its finished and I hope to post it tomorrow afternoon.

By the way, I was being sarcastic when I asked if you remembered seeing it. You see the one side effect I have since my heart attack is a mild short term memory problem.

You see the one side effect....just kidding...

So last Friday I went to see my cardiologist to complain about feeling like a zombie and to negotiate with the devil to get him to adjust or, better yet, take me off some of this damn medicine I'm on. In the course of the conversation I mentioned this memory problem to him and asked if that's a side effect of the medicine and without missing a beat (and might I add with little emotions) he says to me "That just comes with being dead."

Excuse me? He repeats himself. "Cara. you were dead for over 30 minutes...we're lucky that's your only problem."

Is that not the greatest line ever? From now on that's going to be my answer to everything. "For the love of God man, I was dead for over thirty minutes...I can't possibly be expected to do laundry...or report to work on time...or balance my check book." Boy o' boy - I'm gonna get some mileage out of this one.