I'd like to make it through Christmas so I can spend it with my daughter. That will be the back end of the 3 to 6 months they gave my in July. Really wanted to go to Maui during Christmas to go see the Humpbacks, but it's hard to make travel plans when the doc said you won't be able to travel at that time due to being dead.

Hang in there brother.

Here's a little viking metal drinking music for your Saturday night!

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You men are amazing. Fight on.

x100000 this!

I wish I had a few of these on hand...

Ed! You're still alive!!

And I expect nothing less from you for the next 30 years

I get to be freed from the infusion pump at 11 am tomorrow, so I will be much more lively after that. I hope my energy level kicks up by Friday.

You gonna' be aight', brotha'!

Kick it's ass!

Ed's a bad ass

I am not feeling so good. Part of it is the 3 or 4 lbs. I lost in ten minutes yesterday when the colon went berserk. I feel like someone hit me across the waist with a broom stick. The other part is stress. My dad had surgery on his back which seems to be a success, but now I have to do even more to look after things. The cleaning people broke a tile in my folks' shower, so I cut a new tile yesterday and caught my mother just before she swallowed a big glob of premixed tile grout. I have no idea why she tried to eat some and when I asked what the hell she was doing, she denied trying to eat any. So, I asked, ummm, then why is it all over your face? She said she didn't know. You know what is great about being 94 years old? NOTHING!

I need a ride to the nearest looney bin where they can put me in a nice, quiet, dark room.

Sorry to hear that you're having a rough time, brother. Thinking of you.

Good vibes sent your way, Ed.

I am at the center once again receiving chemotherapy. I spoke at length with my nurse practitioner and mentioned the pains I was suffering over the weekend, and she checked me over and didn't think anything was too out of the ordinary. I was very concerned with my glucose levels but she told me not to worry about it. I don't want to become diabetic and she said I am not. I will still avoid Krispy Kreme on the way home, though. I mentioned Denmark and when I would go, staying for about 8 weeks and she said to go for it. If I die over there, they can keep my carcass until Chipp and Rod arrive since they know the places I want my ashes to be spread, so I have it all covered. Now to start making my plans and jump on a good airfare.

Denmark awaits!

Hey brother, hope you're feeling better than the last time you posted... make those plans and go enjoy yourself my man