Tuesday, Nov. 26, 2002 7:38 A.M.
Mr. Potato Head and Me 
Howdy!There's not much going around here today. I am waiting patiently for tomorrow. We are going to attempt, once again to make it to the casino. Then the Harry Potter movie. Already, it isn't looking to good. We are supposed to have a winter storm pass through tomorrow. We'll see. I had my last visit with Dr. Make-me-look-beautiful yesterday. He graduated me to step "never have to come back". That is good. For the first time in I don't know how long, I have no Doctor's appointments scheduled! Go ME! Between them all, I usually have at least ONE marked on the calander. I remember the "Good Old Days". You would make 1, count them, 1 phone call. You would go in and the doctor would start by checking your eyes, then your ears, and work his way down. Whe he was done, you were given a clean bill of health and sent on your way for another year. Now it has all changed. It would be great if we were all Mr. Potato Heads. We could just pop off our ears and send them here, pop out our hearts and send them there. You could just drop all your parts in the mail and ship them to the corresponding doctors. They would check them out and ship them back. But no! You have go go to the cardiologist on the 1st, the opthamologist on the 3rd, the gynocologist on the 5th, the internist on the 7th, yadda, yadda, yadda. And for us few, there is the oncologist, the gastroenta-whatchucallit and still others have the therapist, the podiatrist, and so many others. I think I am going to stick DR. in front of my name and bill myself out as a Cosmicrayologist. People far and wide will make appointments with me, and before the insurance companies catch up with me I'l be filthy rich. I will call myself a Doctor of the diarist. I examine you and check you for grammer, punctuation and style. I, of course will have to charge more if your layout needs adjusting or if your attention span needs meds. Why not? Yesterday Doctor Make me look beautiful got paid around $100.00 for one and a half hour of his time. Actually, that was one and a half hour of MY time. I sat in the waiting room while he sat in his office for at least 45 minutes. Then we walked into his exam room. I sat in the chair, he sat in a chair. He asked how I was doing and I said fine. He asked if I had any questions and I said no. He said for me to call and make an appointment if anything came up. He is a new landlord in town now. Since I work at a housing development, he was asking me questions about rents, security deposits, etc. I should be sending HIM a bill. If he wasn't so damned cute, I would have been pissed. Well, I'm off to work. I get out at noon tomorrow, and all I will be doing in the morning is setting up the office Christmas tree and decorations so today is going to seem like a Friday. I love it. Later...
Later,
Cosmic
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