It had been my intention to post "Part 6, of 6: After five more days in the hospital, I receive the sermon of Jesse, a black cat" tonight, and so bring to an end my recount of my adventures in the hospital. In fact, I have put a fair amount of slow work into that entry, but I am not quite done, yet I grow so weary of typing with one hand that I must stop for now, anyway.
Yet, Nabysko called me awhile back. "Dad, it seems like forever since you have made a post on your blog," she griped.
So I decided I had better put something up, at least an intermission post, anyway. Why not Pistol as he rides in the car and gives torment to a red-headed boy on a bike?