Tim's Weird Neck Lump update: the lab tests on the fluid were oddly inconclusive — the equivalent of "yeah, this is weird and we don't know." So he's going to just have the Weird Lump excised completely and then it'll be biopsied. The ENT does still think the lump is benign, but nothing is conclusive until it's yoinked out. That should be mid-July.

These crumbling human meat sacks are a pain, but I guess they're the best thing we've got until we perfect the robot bodies for our brains in a jar.

Yoinking when not sure does seem like the right move. Weird-but-benign~ma set to continuous flow through July

It's always unnerving when the doctors are confused!! Weird-but-benign sounds good to me.

All the vibes for Tep and Tim. Hec, reading your story...can't help being reminded of getting a filling in college(at a vastly-discounted disability rate I failed to appreciate except in retrospect) but I still needed some money. Long story short, I didn't get it till he saw the bill.Even though I wasn't gonna...lose it playing roulette or some shit and I am the first born and didn't sit around with my hand out all the livelong day--that is his late-in-life "baby" who's Emmett's age but discovered vocation in video games and his bong.(At least he's not a Proud Boy, though. small silver linings...) There is no universe where I could imagine my father sticking his neck out like that for anyone else--he barely does it for me.(Although he also totally liked my college boyfriend better than me, too. Like the gift that keeps on taking that he's been.)

Nothing-much neck-ma for Tim!

Also, sending extra love and hugs to you and Matilda today.

Gladly accepted. After she took Anuar home, she had to race out to a Walgreens to get his meds. Had to call ahead to talk them into staying up. They stayed open an extra 20 minutes for her.

Got back with his meds, ordered him a milkshake via DoorDash. Made sure he ate it with a spoon instead of a straw, and stayed to tend to him until his roommates got home. Then she started to have a panic attack after a day of stress and adulting but he helped her calm down, and she took her anxiety meds and she made it back home after 11.

I let her sleep in and brought her coffee, and shared the video of wee Matilda wishing JZ a happy birthday from summer camp.

This morning I got up early and headed out with my niece Crystal to get coffee. We sat at the cafe and talked about death and hospice for a good long time. (She's transitioned from being a nurse to a Death Doula.). Good talk. Good connection.

We'll be off to lunch soon at Japantown and we'll have a toast to Jacqueline's birthday.

And I'm sorry...didn't mean to turn the thread into a southwest episode of "F is For Family"(wonder how many other people the algorithm suggested that to around Father's Day...I really love it, though, even if it is completely fucked...anybody here seen it?)

Hello from the ceasefire and from being in my own home again.

Oh wow, David, that was quite a night and day for all of you! Much love to you and Matilda and Emmett today. In Random Acts of JZ I passed along today the knowledge of Due South and what it can do to a person's spirits to a friend who needed to hear that.

Steph, all the "it's weird but nothing~ma" to Tim.

I did want to share a bit of good unexpected news, because lord's know my posts are usually less cheerful here.

The Iran thing started two days after the events of the Hebrew Book Week [link] started. Now, let's clarify something. It's not a book week, it's about 2-3 weeks (up to a month) of a reading celebration and sales and fairs with so many books and traditions. It's a big thing. It was one of the things we thought we lost to the Iranian front. Or so we thought.

A day after the ceasefire it was announced that Book Week is back for another 7-10 days. Sure, the reasons might be mostly commercial, but it's a very good thing to have back. Especially since I didn't get to go to the fair this year and practice the most important tradition: swear in front of everyone that I'm gonna get just these 2-3 books, that's all, exchange wallets with friends to make sure that we'll stick to what was promised, and coming back with a stack of books and explanations why they're all an exception and lie through our teeth to get that pile back home with us.

This year my list has 5 books in it. I suspect I'll leave the fair with, well, more.

Shir, so glad you're back in your own home, and YAY for extended Book Week!

I got my laundry in off the clothesline in the backyard *just* as thunder started to rumble. Cutting it a little close there, but the clothes are dry!

Shir, not the same at all. But I do know what it's like to spend money on anything that excites you, however momentarily. I did cull some books recently.