For this week’s Crankcast, no talking, just some pictures from my life. I’ll probably only leave this up for a few days since I’m not big on sharing non-movie images, but it’s a holiday offering of sorts since Thanksgiving will preempt next week’s Crankcast.
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Most of it’s pretty self-explanatory. If you need any help following along, here’s a primer.
- With Papa
- With my brother and sisters (and a friend)
- Looking like a delinquent in a Mickey Mouse hat
- In a robe, around the time I helped talk an old friend through sex with her illicit new girlfriend
- Bob, my late cat. As a kitten, his pelvis was crushed in an accident and he lost his tail, which gave him an odd shape
- The gayest haircut I’ve ever had (circa 2015), though I didn’t ask for it, which is a long story
- With Crankenstein and her late cat. We don’t use Snapchat; someone else sent us that one
- Wedding stuff. I was quite ill and looked like crap (and dressed like it, too; my weight dropped too rapidly to plan ahead)
- Muriel napping while posed like Greg Louganis
- Crohn’s nonsense. Crankenstein asked me to take the post-scope car selfie so I’d see how drugged I was on propofol (and why I couldn’t accompany her into a restaurant to pick up our lunch)
- Crankenstein with a baby; my favorite(s) of all the photos
- The year she became an attending, we celebrated Halloween by handing out full-size bars. The luna moth was this year’s pumpkin
- Christine Lahti making a face in Just Between Friends that sums up Cranky Lesbian
Sorry for having to block some stuff out.