To Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld, Rove, et al...

NEENER! NEENER! NEENER!

(I swear, content soon.)

From a conversation I had at work today.

All of you probably know I'm a cancer survivor. I was amazed to find out how little most people know about this family of diseases and the effects on both patients and those around them.

So, ask me anything. Seriously. Medical, emotional, nasty details about diagnosis, surgery, chemotherapy, recovery.. whatever. I'll answer as completely and accurately as possible.

For the record I had Stage IV-B Hodgkin's Disease. My early treatment and diagnosis is discussed in this article. (A few errors in the details, but it is amusing to see myself described as a "thin, pleasant, well-developed man."

While I dig for the lyrics to "Newlywed Scripsy", isomeme can lau

http://www.overheardatcollege.com/?p=732

Girl #1: Stupid feminists! It used to be that I could just lay at home all day doing nothing, but now to be respectable I have to get an education and a job. Screw the feminists! They killed chivalry!
Girl #2: Shut up, breeder.

Scripps College
Claremont, California

(and yes Craig, I remember that song. Hell, I have most of The Broken Frog committed to memory.)