World's Tallest Man Saves Dolphins

I do not have anything to add to this headline.

Mom came out of surgery just fine. The surgeon says they were able to remove everything they wanted to get. Daddio promised to call me as soon as he gets a chance to see her in the recovery room, and she may even be able to talk to me some time tonight.

Aaaaand I'm able to breathe again. Phew.

I sincerely want to thank the people who have been sending good vibes to me and my family. I know it has made my mother feel great to know there are so many people wishing her well, and I have really appreciated the support and kind words that I've been getting. Next time you're at the pub with me, pass me the bill.

A few days ago I learned that two more of my college friends are engaged to be married (to each other). When their big day finally rolls around, it will mean that the majority of my close school friends are married rather than single.

I have baggage about marriage, I'll be the first to admit it. Marriage, in my culture, is a tradition that stands for a lot of things I don't like, and represents a lot of values I don't hold. The role of spouse is one that has never held the least attraction for me, particularly considering the gendered expectations and stereotypes that go along with that role.

On the other hand, my parents' marriage is a terrific example of exactly the kind of relationship I hope to have. They have shown me that while marriage as an institution may mean a lot of crappy things, your own marriage is whatever you and your partner make of it. I can dig that.

But, just for the record (since a couple people have asked me recently): No, we're not. No, we probably aren't going to be any time soon. Living in sin is working out great for us so far, and I'm not about to mess with a good thing.

I solved a minor crisis at work today. Nothing really noteworthy, except that ever since then I've been singing under my breath:

"When it seems they're headed for final curtain,
Bold deduction never fails, that's for certain.
The worst of messes
Become successes..."

Yeah. Grown adult, registered voter, PhD degree candidate...and I have the Duck Tails theme song stuck in my head.