“Where’s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I I toss and turn and dream of what I need
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ’til the end of the night”
I just received wonderful news from Johns Hopkins – contact information for my donor! I’m emailing my hero now to thank her a million times for saving my life.
Happy New Year, everyone!
Day +373: DNA, Jonathan Coulton (no one IDed but Tim made a valiant attempt)
Day +387: Almost Cut My Hair, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young (IDed by Mike…sort of)
Day +396: Someone Keeps Calling My Name, Harry Chapin (no one IDed)
Day +396 rejected: My Wife and My Dead Wife, Robyn Hitchcock (no one IDed – based on the lack of comments on his New Year post, Michael says there must not be any Robyn Hitchcock fans out there 😉 )