There are so many things to say, so many ways to say them, and none of this is going to be eloquent at all. So I will start with Star Trek. How could I go wrong with that?
September 8, 1966. Happy Birthday to Star Trek! My obsession is now 42. I know waaaaay to much about it. I probably know more about it than I do about my wife. At least she is the girl I know best. :-D If I am lucky God will have a test. I doubt I will be that lucky.
The diet is running smoothly. I still have cravings for a whole lotta stuff, but am doing good. I have lost about 23 pounds with about 33 to go.
Today is Patriots’ Day as well as my birthday.  It was a good day. Seven years ago it was still a good day, just a tragic day as well. Evil men doing evil things. Not a whole lot has changed in 6000 years or so. Many more could have been killed that day. God’s hand was there as well, though many do not see it.
It was a good birthday. I am feeling a little overwhelmed and somber too. Tomorrow is the biopsy. I have no idea how long it will take to get the results. I have other challanges ahead too. I certainly could use some guidance and discernment.
