Plans & Changes

I have signed a contract to do the so- called “Silk Road Dog Book”, The Hounds of Heaven, by September, and have a verbal agreement to continue on immediately with the contrarian Passenger pigeon book, A Feathered Tempest, on September second– see two articles online in Living Bird, “Superdoves” and “A Feathered Tempest”– and maybe see them soon, because the days are numbered for Living Bird as we know it.

The last book review in LB comes out this fall. I may or may not have a regular column for Anglers magazine, but I certainly will be writing for them. I am on track for the “Direct Brain Stimulation” operation and hope it will be as soon as possible, ie in August, as doing things like typing, and sometimes walking, becomes ever harder (doing a lot of dictation on my laptop– thanks, Beth, re Airbook!!) The success of the operation on another old fart (and desert rat immigrant from the northeast, writer, and longdog man) is encouraging, though the whole situation edges the surreal– as P Burns said, “What are the odds of two running dog guys having Parkinson’s?…  Both in New Mexico too.  Mathematically you two are what we call “red-headed Eskimos.”

Ch ch changes– in attitude if not at the moment in latitude. Enormous work load, with corresponding decrease in ability, slight if not I hope permanent decline in income, increase in HEAT– I have no idea how it will affect the blog, though don’t expect too many long essays! It WILL continue…

Dutch and yrs truly at Owl Bar: Parky outdoorsmen seeking medication and liquids…

I become a YouTube Star!?

Well, of the UNM Clinical Neuroscience Center video anyway. Or maybe Taik or the slightly recalcitrant Chicken are…

We are on in the beginning and I after seven minutes but, especially if you live in NM, you should watch the whole thing. Anyway a rare possibility to see some familiar faces & places in motion.

Many thanks as always to Dr Sarah Pirio Richardson in particular, and to the UNM Center; and to filmmaker John Arnold, who can film my extended family any time.

I’m OK!

I am getting some vague hints that people are everything from worried to flat- out saying I am in bad shape– not from any who have actually been here like Paul or Rebecca, but by those who hear rumors from those that speculate or ??? I am here to say: such rumors are EMPHATICALLY not true!

Fitness: for walking and treadmill I customarily do an absolute minimum of a half mile a day(well, sometimes skip Sunday for a big breakfast), most usually a half each of on- the ground and aerobic treadmill. I have found a full mile on treadmill every day hurts my back so cut that a bit. Which means I am in better shape than I have been in two years.

I have cut my bench press top weight to only (!) 225, and shifted the heavier part to legs for walking.I was bulking up too much and putting on too much weight to suit, and am now down to a lean 175, exactly where I was before I got sick but probably more muscular.

Mood, activities: I am probably drinking the least I have in my adult life though enjoying it socially a couple of times a week, sleeping the best ever (exercise I suspect), and have almost no tremors unless I try something intricate– doubt I’ll tie flies much, but I know plenty who can. I am shooting rifle well, shotgun erratically but well when I’m “on”-’twas always so. Getting dogs out less than I want because the truck still won’t run; slow on peregrine because dexterity is off and because– a problem at last!– I avoid COLD, which makes for muscle rigidity and tremors.

Typing lousy many days. Dictation program better but still has gremlins if not a demon. turns itself on and records scraps of conversation when I don’t realize it…

Am I 100%? Nope! And sometimes I hate it. But I see both a PD specialist and an internal med doc (both female, young, and intellectual– the only kind worth seeing IMAO), and all my tests & signs are good. Do I have problems? Balance ain’t perfect, and I get painful cramps. Can I hunt? You bet! If you are down my way take me out with hawk or hound or bird dog & gun, please.