I’m sorry I haven’t posted in so long. I’m sure my regular readership has dropped off significantly. I’ve been really busy. In addition to keeping up with a real job, I’ve begun writing for a “real” fantasy sports website. Also, last week I took a night to register to become a bone marrow donor. It’s pretty cool. It’s like being on call like Batman. You give them a little blood, then they analyze it and put it in their national computer registry. You have to give them more contact information than you do to get a gun permit. They want the names of family and friends as well as your work and cell numbers. At any time of day or night you could get a call or message. You have to carry a card in your wallet with a special 1-800 number to call back immediately. I was hoping I’d get a big, red telephone to put on my desk. I assume that it’s the Commissioner Gordon of blood you call back. I originally signed up thinking that if they found that you were a donor match you’d get flown to wherever the person was to give your marrow. I had visions of Hawaiian vacations and such. Apparently that won’t be the case.
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