Not dead yet.

I've had a whole lot of Exciting Life Moments in the last year: I got married, I moved to Texas, I got laid off for the first time ever, I went to Prince Edward Island. Luckily my ulcerative colitis has been nice and quiet through most of it. (Well, my wedding day was another story, but definitely worthy of its own special blog post. I think I lost five pounds that day, and the scene wasn't even stressful. WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE INTESTINES OF WOMEN.)

My only offering for the moment is an interview A. sent me about Mike McCready. Pretty nice stuff. The youtube comments, are, as always, enlightening. "Crohn's doesn't make your hair go white," etc.

Part one (more about his history rather than Crohn's):


Part two (more about Crohn's):


Today I spent about five minutes of work watching eagles sail around high buildings, grazing the edges of the top floors with their wing tips. I'm not sure if they were hunting amidst the clouds of smaller birds wheeling up there, too, but it was pretty awesome. Yep, there's my emotional UC moment of the day. I appreciate you, giant freaky-ass maneuvering birds of prey.

Anyway, rock on, Mister McCready! I miss your long hair!

Famous colons you may know...

So sometimes I troll the web looking for famous people who have IBD. I figure, hey, if Beth Orton can kick ass and make records, I can take my pills and drink a little extra tea to stay awake.

Mike McCready I knew from A.'s astounding LP/CD collections and the CCFA commercial.

Alfred, King of Wessex? Lived to age fifty and known as the "Scholar King" or, when he was feeling a bit knotty in the guts, "Alfred the Great." Subject of this film.

There seem to be a lot of politicians or politically-connected people with IBD...we just heard about Tony Snow a while ago, and of course JFK (the universal acronym president) suffered from colitis among other things. While I like discussing politics and politicians, preferably with some quality beer at hand so the opinions can be as free-flying as possible, I've no desire to enter the field.

On the whole, I have a little more respect for some of the famous IBD-sufferers.

But sometimes, like the Dwarves of Moria, we dig a little too deep.

I've heard plenty about Neal, and Jebbers, and our dear dear Georgie W. But where's Marvin?

I guess Wikipedia will have to do. They don't seem to know much either. CCFA has the support of Barbara and some details about his condition. Me, I'm shocked to learn about the existence of yet another Bush, and that my speculations about "conspiracy theories" suddenly include him.