Tom is blasting out more great oldies, today at 1 ET!
Author: DOuG pRATt
I Cannot Tell A Fib
I have persistent A-Fib. I don’t know how long this has been going on, but it has to be less than 18 months. That was when I had two EKGs done.
First, during a physical — or was it a Medicare wellness visit? — then, weeks later, during a follow-up echocardiogram. Heart murmur? Yes. PVC? Yes. A-Fib? No.
But wait! There’s more. These are the results taken after my usual indoor workout. F’in NORMAL, and my pulse dropped by 20 beats per minute. I’ll be interested in hearing what a cardiologist says about this.
MADachusetts
I might, just might, splurge on a ticket for the MAD Bash.
I Am Ignoring This Blog Post. Here’s Why.
I saw that same stupid ad that Arlo is struggling to resist. I ignore everything that ends with the ridiculously overused tagline, “Here’s Why.” Even headlines for news items from reputable sources turn me off it they finish with, “Here’s Why.”
That’s a thick laptop computer Arlo has. Must be an old model with a DVD drive.
Pulse-Pounding Action!
Starting tomorrow, I will be carrying one of these in my pocket.
There is, of course, a phone app for it, that I will be checking obsessively.
An Offer You Can’t Refuse
You’ll need a YouTube account to watch The Godfather for free. I’ve always thought that Diane Keaton was miscast here.