This big hole is part of the expanding Emergency Department and Walk-In Clinic at Saint Vincent Hospital. Watch this space. I imagine they are expecting a whole lot more patients once health care reforms are fully implemented.
I couldn't resist copying this cover when I saw it. Every time I come across it in iPhoto I say to myself "Think of a Caption" but then I get distracted. The couple do remind me of some of my left-leaning friends, but I'm not sure why.
Here is my entry for the funny t-shirt contest. This beauty was given to me by my brother Russ. All I had to do was comment nicely on it while he was wearing it: I was delighted when it came in the mail a week or two later. Just in case you are having trouble reading this it says: “Practice safe lunch, use a condiment”.
I believe this is an ironic take-off or put-down or snark-piece or something on the long-running ad campaign about safe sex and condom use, but even if it is not the t-shirt is still funny. I wonder why extensive population control measures have not led to a decline in population? Perhaps the reason is similar to the observation that seat belts in cars did cut down on injuries and deaths but not as much as might be expected because of the problem of even more reckless driving while wearing them. That is a little bit of my wrinkly neck above the t-shirt.
It has been a long time since we checked out the Art Institute of Chicago. And I had heard that they added a new wing so I thought it would be fun to explore that too. Sorry, I couldn't resist taking these pictures. They allow you to take pictures as long as you don't use flash. Where did this priceless collection of Impressionists come from?
See the Wiki article mentioned below, but it looks like there have been a large number of donors rather than one big one. Apparently a lot of newly rich in the late 19th and first half of the 20th century in the Chicago area managed to collect a lot of really good stuff from the not so rich and newly poor of Europe of the same time. And when they cashed in their chips they managed to give their art to the Art Institute.
How can we pass by a very large Georgia O'Keefe without stopping to have a look? When asked why she wrote about such bizarre characters, Flannery O'Connor said that when talking to a deaf world one needs to shout.
This was a total accident. I like the pose of the live model on the left. Another reason I take a 100 pictures so that one will turn out.
The haughty lions in front of the Chicago Art Institute on Michigan Ave guard their treasures zealously. I wonder if they know what they are doing?
Impressionists are all over the place. This is a reflection of some brick buildings on a glass building seen while walking down Adams St on the way to Union Station.
I was getting worried when I hadn't heard for what seemed like months
from my favorite cardiac turned plastic surgeon, Billings' own Dr Alan
Muskett. I know I've blogged about him in the past but I couldn't find
the entries, though I did find in back pages of the Gazette a number of
other good articles by Dr Muskett. Chalk it up to advancing age, mine,
By the way, one of the many ways you can measure your own decline is
to re-read a few of your past attempts at sensible blogging, which I
did while searching for blogs about the good Dr Muskett. Well OK, I
enjoyed a few of them, mostly those I had borrowed from others. I think
I actually improved the blogosphere a little by deleting some. I should
have been an editor.
Now then, in today's Gazette Dr Muskett
tells us lots of dark medical secrets, admitting that surgeons,
including himself, actually do the terrible things that our president
says we do. Such as taking out perfectly fine tonsils: well, that is
actually only done by the evil ENTs of course. He says it in a humorous
way, hoping that his readers will think he is being ironic as usual.
After capturing our attention with the light-hearted truth-telling
he then goes on to the meat of the matter, which is that the reason we
pay more than the rest of world for our medical care is that we are
sicker and it is our own fault. He proves his point by citing his own
recent need for a coronary stent. What a rhetorical stunt!
Muskett says that our politicians do not tell us the truth because it
is politically unacceptable: that we consume way too much health care,
that we are too fat and too lazy, that we expect something for nothing,
and that we expect to live forever.
What is the cure for these prosperity-related problems? Dr Obama and
his friends have their egalitarian answer. Read the article for
yourself. As always, Dr Muskett makes a lot of sense.