Keeps on tickin'

My Oma (Grandma in German), my mom's mom, is 97 1/2 years old. She went to the ER two nights ago with -- I'll spare you the details -- a problem. We didn't know what was going on. Tests, more tests. Turns out the only thing that's really wrong with her is that she has an ulcer. Seriously. Go Oma!

The vaca was nice. Now back to work and busy with the same stuff...but a different flavor. Ah, spice, variety -- gimme a Bahama Mama, it's hot out! Okay, fine Corona with a lime'll do, too.

Stream of consciousness, anyone?