Thinking of Sue
November 10th, 2005This morning Sue goes into the hospital for a nose rebuild. No, not cosmetic surgery but reconstructive plumbing. It seems that Sue’s nasal innards resemble a Picasso painting (no, Sue doesn’t say which Picasso). Could be worse: she could resemble a Jackson Pollock. Sue’s nose had a traumatic adolescence. One time our all-thumbs “carpenter” neighbor forgot about the subtle intricacies of gravity and dropped a set of folding stairs onto Sue’s face. Another time Sue tried to catch a spinning show rifle with her schnoz. I don’t see how two minor incidents could result in the kind of sinusal scrambling Sue has. I suspect she’s been misusing her honker in ways she hasn’t admitted to, like maybe for chopping wood or driving railroad spikes. Regardless, we’re all thinking of Sue and wish her the best.
This Just In! Before-and-after depictions of Sue’s surgery Picassoectomy:
Left: Sue’s sinus before surgery. Right: Sue’s sinus after surgery.
November 10th, 2005 at 2:17 pm
If Sue were conscious right now, she’s deck you!!!
November 10th, 2005 at 2:20 pm
Let’s just look at it as incentive for her to get back on her nose - er, um, feet that is.
November 10th, 2005 at 8:48 pm
Actually, that’s very similar to the one I was thinking of.
November 16th, 2005 at 5:12 pm
So, I was there at the stadium (Athens? Decatur?) when Sue caught the rifle with her nose before the game, and I think she was just trying to get out of marching that night.