And just where have I been?

Buried in Life. But that's a relatively good thing.

On the Appendage Front (Let's see...if I face the closet and twist my right leg so that it's pointing at the bathroom door I can accurately say "All's quiet on the western front." And if you don't get that pun, then it's back to school for you.

--I think I can honestly say my knee is 98% healed from the operation. I only feel a little uneasy on stairs...and my rusty pogo stick.

--I have been feeling the remaining tumor in the back of my knee. It throbs several times during the day. It's not painful...just annoying. I hope this isn't beginning of the

--I took the dog for a run alongside my bike. Yes, I was pedaling and she ran alongside. (Or were you thinking it was the other way around?) And no one got hurt! My knee didn't even balk a bit. I'm now gearing up for the 5.5 mile ride into work. I wanna start exercising again!

--My scar continues to itch. And it's kinda raised up. Weird. My daughter and I decided to draw on it last weekend. We turned it into a centipede with numerous legs and feet and big eyes, antennas, etc. As I bent my knee it almost looked like it was crawling! Then we had a very serious conversation about how centipedes have many legs and feet but no hands. "How do we know that their feet aren't actually hands...or that every other leg is really a hand?" I know: deeeeeeep. But you're not really following this, are you? You're still thinking about my intentionally drawing on my scar, aren't you? Maybe I'll do it again and share photos. It's quite therapeutic, really.

--Yes, I still owe you photos of my healing scar. I know. I know. Will you ever forgive me?

--I also wanna add some more cartoons. Stay 'tooned.

--That's it for now. I need to go pack for another business trip. Hopefully, I will have absolutely NOTHING to say about my knee as it will serve me well as I dash through the airports.