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We have a plan
Yesterday marked one month since my cancer diagnosis. In that time, I have had multiple consultations with doctors, quite a few tests, and I have been reading everything I can find on cancer and its treatment. When I was diagnosed with PML, I took quite a different approach; PML is a rare disease, so there…
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Never a truer friend was there
I have a friend who is going to die shortly. I know this not because of his diagnosis or some prescience on my part. I know it because in light of his diagnosis he has made the choice to end his life using the California EOLOA – the California End of Life Option Act –…
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And the winner is…
I come from Glendale, in California, not to be confused with the city of the same name found in the neighboring state of Arizona. If people ask me where I’m from, though, I invariably say Los Angeles, of which Glendale is a suburb – a big one, big enough to have its own power generating…
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It all started with Ranjit’s legs
The first computer program I wrote was called ROLO. That’s not entirely true, because in high school I’d written a program that did nothing but print my name out on the screen ten times to demonstrate to Mr. Rodgers, the Computer Science teacher, my grasp of the concept of “iteration” using a for-next loop. It…
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Going the way of the dodo
I remember when we got our first microwave when I was growing up in the 70s. Whenever you weren’t using it, you were supposed to place a cup of water inside. I think the rationale behind this was so the oven, if accidentally switched on, wouldn’t cook itself! A quick check of the Internet and…
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How I spent my summer, so far
When I was diagnosed with PML my first question was “what is PML?” And by that I mean beyond what the initialism stands for (Progressive Multifocal Leukoencephalopathy). I’d never heard of it; most people haven’t, although I do hear it more and more these days in those laundry lists of potential side effects that get…
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Books for Looks
In my apartment, I have a small credenza sitting under a window that faces north and offers me a stunning view of San Gorgonio Mountain, which, at 11,500 ft., is the tallest mountain in Southern California. On the credenza sits a plant, a photo of Gordon, a tchotchke, a Mexican ironwood (the Olneya tesota tree…
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Are you an ally?
Have you ever had the experience of hearing a friend, a coworker, a religious leader, a politician, or even a stranger in line with you at the checkout of the supermarket say something derogatory about LGBTQ+ people, or just homophobic, and thought to yourself ‘I don’t agree with that at all?’ Seen on the news…
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Today is my annHIVersary
To tell you this story, I first must introduce you to Paul and Martin. For much of the 90s, Paul was my wingman. Along with Martin, we were the “three amigos” of the LA gay scene. The three of us met in the seminary as undergraduates when we were all Conventual Franciscans studying philosophy. Paul…
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Portable Breakfast
Few things in life give me as much satisfaction, as much joy, as much sheer pleasure as an Egg McMuffin from McDonald’s. Tacos do, but that’s a whole other experience for a whole other time of day. I’m old enough to remember a time before McDonald’s served breakfast – when they didn’t open until 11…
Your mileage may vary.