Well, it's official. The doctor called me today to inform me of the results of the exams I did, basically he said what I was expecting, I'm dying. It was obvious that my first question to him was how long do I have. He told me that he couldn't pronounce himself that I would have to do a whole bunch of exams with different specialists for them to determine how long I had, but he then added at this point does it matter? I guess not! So he will prescribe some antibiotics to at least diminish the pain but like it or not, he said, you will kick the bucket.
Obviously I give myself like 40 more years perhaps 50 or 60. Nevertheless my oldest daughter asked me if she had to inform my readers of my demise. I told her the only thing I wanted was a single phrase:
- "Elvis has left the building!"
- "So you like Elvis,ey?"
No I don't inner voice, I don't like Elvis, I just like that phrase. Going further I don't like the Rolling Stones, the Beatles, the Monkees, Aerosmith... Scratch that, Steven Tyler has a beautiful daughter, so I love Aerosmith, but other than that I really don't like old rock 'n roll. I just don't get it! I mean I have heard my dose of blues and old rock and I just don't like it. Give me Genesis, give me Rush, give me Supertramp, give me Pink Floyd! Now this is music, even JB is better than those guys, okay that's what my daughters say so I really don't know about that guy. I'm a very complicated type of guy for music, I love jazz and I love doom and gloom music, even classical music it's fine with me but the 50s and 60s is an era of music that I would like to be deleted from my head. I know, I know I'm not normal what can you do? But I just wanted to share this with you that when I croak my daughter will write on my behalf "Elvis has left the building!" and remember I don't like the guy......
Happy St. Patty's day!
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