Thinking random

Not feeling up to developing complete thoughts today, but here are some scatter shot observations ricocheting in my head:

• Eek! My cancer has spread to my Facebook page. From my home computer, I'm not able to post or comment on Facebook. I'm even more mute there than I am in real life.
  
  
• I watched "The Wizard of Oz" last night with the English subtitles. Turns out I have been singing incorrect lyrics for the Munchkins' independence song for my entire life.
  
  
• I was no fan of Dick Cheney during the Bush years, but in hindsight the candidates that the Democrats picked in 2000 and 2004 —Joe Lieberman and John Edwards— turned out to have Prince-of-Darkness mojos of their very own.
  
  
• I miss getting up and going to the office every morning, but the midday naps I've been able to take lately just can't be beat.
  
  
• Regarding that problem I'm having with Facebook, I don't know if I should invest time and energy in restoring my Facebook voice, or whether it would be smarter to wait for Facebook to go the way of MySpace.
  
  
• My employer erased my voice mail greeting on the office line, which I recorded long before losing my voice last year. If you have any recordings of my voice, you got yourself a bona fide collectors item.
  
  
• Given all that I should be thinking about and doing, is watching old Seinfeld episodes from sunrise to midnight a wasted day?
  
  
• The album title I chose for my car's vanity plate almost 10 years ago has been named the Best Album of the Decade by Rolling Stone magazine.
  
  
• I finally figured out a way to sleep that prevents me from rolling over on my side and hurting my bum rotator cuff, but if you were to walk into my bedroom in the middle of the night, you'd think that you had stumbled upon a crime scene.
  
  
• Now that I know that my left eye does not shut or even blink, my new nickname for myself is "Cyclops."