I saw Michelle Phillips of The Mamas & Papas the other day on a rerun of Murder She Wrote. I don't know how old she would have been at that time, but she was looking good. I always liked the group's music but I'd say Cass Elliot had the better voice.
The second of the William Least Heat-Moon books I purchased came in yesterday. The book's in good shape, formerly from the library in Sitka, Alaska. It's got a lot of pages, more than I would normally tackle. I stick to my 500 page rule like glue. There are plenty of books I'd like to read less than 500 pages, so that's what I do. However, I think I'll have to make an exception for this one. The Missus suggested I keep this one for our trips to the doctors and dentists. The lay-out of the book looks like it will lend itself to that.
I started on the other Least Heat-Moon book yesterday while I was in the waiting room at the doctor's office and later at the hospital. The doctor visit was the beginning of what I hope will be the resolution of the mysterious chest problem. She sent me to the hospital for an x-ray - so I got my xyphoid process processed. The info at the link describes my symptoms to a tee. This is the 5th doctor I've seen about this and not one of them linked my symptoms to my xyphoid. If nothing shows up on the x-ray, the doc says an MRI is next. I'm going to be pissed if it's something as simple as a damaged xyphoid since I've been plagued with this for about 15 years now. But I'll be real happy if it gets fixed.
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it's called a Xiphoid or electric Xylophone. a musical instrument that didn't catch on during the New Wave area in the 80's due to electrocutions.
Maybe it didn't catch on because all it would play was the blues. I'm hoping to coax a happy tune out of it in the near future.
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