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This post originally was written to be by my friend Irwin. I include it here in memory of a brave and amusing man, a Mensch.

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Joseph,my lack of email does not harbor a sudden turn in taste regarding affectionate Italians. I am about to break silence by way of a new page in the glowing man’s journal, as soon as I get a new keyboard, this one seems to contain too many loose letters and caps which are not intended for use by the author.

In the interim, I can tell you than I have had my hands full of strange pain for several weeks and attempted to be soothed by consuming copious quantities of narcotic pain killers which resulted in a plugged irrigation system (i.e. massive constipation).  Finally at 5:00 pm last Sunday, I telephoned a friend who lives nearby.  He picked me up and rather unceremoniously delivered me in short order to the Kaiser Permanente hospital in Irvine. I checked out at 11:00pm. bought some suppositories and have led a trail of recovery ever since.

I may have mentioned this episode in the life of an aging hypochondriac before but I feel more adept at covering it up at this time. The fierce pain, that felt like I imagine it would be if one swallowed a xenomorph, is now gone and I am left with only periodic discomfort and no spell check.

My new doctor, who is I believe is of Philippine extraction with a city in Brazil named after his family merely shrugged his shoulders when I told him about the possibility of an alien monster in my innards. Perhaps he would have liked it more if the monster were pickled like those octopussies devoured by Filipinos which at one time if one had actually been inside me would have been most pickled in vodka.

I go now to meet the day. Be well, stay strong and doo-wop/some golden oldies. They survive because they have qualities not far removed from the songs by the Beetles, Beach Boys and Jewish popular music composers of the 20s-40s, rhyme, beat; tasty musical innovation and lyrics one can remember and associate with in their own historical life and that of their people (‘hey mambo, mambo ItaIiano).

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