I had an awkward dream last night.

Some back story. . .

A month ago I had my 5 year followup for my 2003 gamma knife radiation for my ever-so-fun brain tumor. I got the word that after 5 years, I'd finally be able to see the progress of how the gamma knife turned out.

The diagnosis for the MRI last month showed that I had some brightness around my tumor. Dr. Boop wanted me to have another MRI in six months. He didn't know what the brightness meant. It could be something as simple as waiting too long after injecting the contrast or too much contrast. He wasn't sure and there for wanted another MRI in six months. I was looking forward to moving to every other year or every 3 years or something much longer than once a year... but, this brightness screwed that up.

So anyhow. My dream. Last night my dream was that I went to the doctor for confusion. This must go back to my horrible experience with Topamax.The doctors tested my mind by putting a large piece of silicon into my brain through an opening in the top of my mouth. It looks kind of like a contact lens, but about 4" across. When this came out, it was covered in speckles. apparently speckles of contamination in my head. When this happened I remembered the MRIs from last month and the doctors checked this out and decided that between the contamination on the silicon disk and my MRI, that my mind had some foreign materials in it that was causing the brightness and the confusion....

Man. I hope my next MRI goes back to normal.

This is a story about an interesting photo I just took.

Day-before-yesterday I went to the doctor to get a callus on my foot checked out. It was my follow up to seeing him a few weeks back when I went to him because my callus was bothering me. The thing on my foot felt like a small nodular that burred into me whenever I walked. If I walked too much, it became a bit painful to continue doing so. . .

Fast forward to the day-before-yesterday and Dr Hendrix (the best Podiatrist EVER! [Neglect the fact he's the only Podiatrist I've seen, this life]) saw that the callous on my foot was actually a possible wart/growth/monster. He didn't know this at first because the wart/growth/monster was covered by callous. I was given some nail film to file it down. Once exposed we saw the beast it was. . So, my options to remove this were to either:
A: Put acid on it for an unknown number of weeks and hope it goes away.
B: Punch it with a 3mm dermal punch, bandage it over, and then biopsy the wart/growth/monster to finally rule out it's a growth/monster. Hopefully it's just a wart.

So, I took option B.

Option B created the coolest wound I've seen on my body. I had to take a picture and share.

If your light headed by the thought of anything called a "dermal punch", it'd be best to not look at this picture.

You can't really see well from this picture... I couldn't get a good one with my crappy camera, but you can gaze into the wound. It's really nifty.

This video is appropriate for both sides.

I can't believe my vote didn't get counted!

I've heard of buyers remorse for home owners, but I'm suffering for a terrible case of early voting - voters remorse.

I voted for Barack Obama. I did this because I did not want Sarah Palin in office. She scares me.

I jumped on some friends case during the primaries because they were republicans, but voted for Hillary Clinton in hopes that if she got nominated she'd fail at the general election. I liked Hillary, I felt she had bigger balls than Barack, but at the time I was a Ron Paul supporter. I jumped their case because instead of voting for who they wanted to win, they made a strategic vote. They probably would have voted Ron Paul had they not opted for their method of voting.

Ron Paul failed to make it past the primaries and onto the ballots. Ron Paul, a few weeks ago, endorsed Chuck Baldwin. I didn't pay too much attention to Chuck. I had checked out some of the other third parties and didn't like any of them.

Come early voting day... I voted Barack Obama/Joe Biden, because he's the lesser of two evils I believe. I, sadly, hadn't even checked out Chuck Baldwin.

The other day I saw him give a speech on CSPAN and I fell for the guy. Chuck is twice removed from Ron Paul -- my Hero!

So, I jumped two friends case for making a strategic vote and in the end I made a strategic vote... chosing the lesser of two evils.

Chuck Baldwin has no chance in hell of winning, but if people would examine the third parties and not dismiss them because they know they don't have a chance in hell of winning, then maybe sometime in my lifetime one may win. If people would just give up strategic voting.

Would two people save me from my remorse and vote Chuck to cancel out my Obama vote?

Please?

Last night I had a dream that a new insurance product came about.

Wrinkle Insurance.

You could buy it, and it'd be there for you whenever you started to get wrinkles. Thing is though, is the insurance had a term limit of 50 y/o.

Greedy insurance companies. I bet AIG made that insurance product. :)

Why is it women get bachelor degrees in college. Shouldn't they get a spinster degree?

I've been back from the MoM (Meeting Of Members) that happened in Hudson, WI. I had a blast, things were good. Maybe I'll write more about them later.

For now, the past day or so, it's sitting in that I'm at home, alone with no Ralph by my side, and pending the loss of my job.

I hate making depressing posts. I'll break the rule today.