Another untitled post
I'd like to get a sombre point out of the way first, if I may. Terry Pratchett, a great man and one of my favourite authors, has been diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's, which was apparently responsible for an earlier mysterious stroke. He remains optimistic about his situation and doesn't expect it to impact his work in the foreseeable future.
The whole thing is a big shock but the fact that he's taking it so well is presumably a good sign, for both him and his fans. I like Pratchett for many reasons – his sense of humour, his brilliant writing style, his ability to craft tales and characters so believable that you can forget the whole thing is set on the back of a giant turtle...
If I had to summarise what I liked about Terry Pratchett, it would be that he's the kind of man who describes being diagnosed with Alzheimer's as “An Embuggerance”.
I realised something this morning – I really love lying in in the mornings. On the first day of a normal holiday, I'd normally not be awake before noon but today I had to be up before eight to get ready and go to hospital to have my dressing changed.
Now, I know there are far worse things in life than being forced out of bed earlier than normal but, thankfully, I don't have to really deal with them. In fact, I'm actually fairly lucky, since I'll likely be healed by the New Year at the latest whereas it apparently takes some people several months to fully recover. Though I'm told that the end of the dressing isn't the end of the problem entirely but I won't go into that now.
It's getting kind of late and I want to go to bed early (i.e. before midnight) to compensate for my inability to sleep in so I think I'll try to wrap up this oddly medical and depressing post now. I'll point you in the direction of The Grand List of Console RPG Cliches, a favourite text of mine. Worth browsing through, especially if you're into RPGs and more than a bit cynical.
Also, I'll write this as a reminder to myself. Remember to watch that Segway polo match with Woz in it tomorrow. That is all.
Have a nice day.
The whole thing is a big shock but the fact that he's taking it so well is presumably a good sign, for both him and his fans. I like Pratchett for many reasons – his sense of humour, his brilliant writing style, his ability to craft tales and characters so believable that you can forget the whole thing is set on the back of a giant turtle...
If I had to summarise what I liked about Terry Pratchett, it would be that he's the kind of man who describes being diagnosed with Alzheimer's as “An Embuggerance”.
I realised something this morning – I really love lying in in the mornings. On the first day of a normal holiday, I'd normally not be awake before noon but today I had to be up before eight to get ready and go to hospital to have my dressing changed.
Now, I know there are far worse things in life than being forced out of bed earlier than normal but, thankfully, I don't have to really deal with them. In fact, I'm actually fairly lucky, since I'll likely be healed by the New Year at the latest whereas it apparently takes some people several months to fully recover. Though I'm told that the end of the dressing isn't the end of the problem entirely but I won't go into that now.
It's getting kind of late and I want to go to bed early (i.e. before midnight) to compensate for my inability to sleep in so I think I'll try to wrap up this oddly medical and depressing post now. I'll point you in the direction of The Grand List of Console RPG Cliches, a favourite text of mine. Worth browsing through, especially if you're into RPGs and more than a bit cynical.
Also, I'll write this as a reminder to myself. Remember to watch that Segway polo match with Woz in it tomorrow. That is all.
Have a nice day.
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