Alive and well

Sorry for the not posting in a week. We didn’t get back home until late Monday night. Our train broke. But the trip went really well. I got some laughs for my toast on Friday night. And I tried to calm down my sister on her wedding day to no avail. I felt almost as nervous. It was beautiful though. They had a sitar player for the ceremony and robots and chinese candy. Anyway, a good time was had by all I hope.
I did read Stiff while away too and am in the middle of American Pastoral. I loved Stiff. Mary Roach has a great sense of humor, but doesn’t overdo it in the book. In fact, she makes humorous comments carefully timed with the material. Because some of the material is a little disturbing. She did make me respect the use of cadavers for research a bit more, but I have always planned on donating my body to science, if they want it. However, now I know of a few ways I don’t want them to use it. But whatever. Dead is dead. I’ve had a good run, I always say.