tomorrow this place will be cleaned up.  At last, I’m including someone who knows something about websites to give me some advice about how to make this site more readable.  I know I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me, but sometimes housecleaning is beneficial, even if I lose that old spontaneity in my writing, I may become more readable.

But first, a final kvetch.  Not only did my laptop give up the ghost today, but also we got stuck in a traffic jam that was undeserved.  Here’s the background:

Somehow both Ezi and I contracted a fungus in a toe.  Well, with Ezi I’m sure it was related to his chemo and I caught it from him.  Tired of unsuccessful creams and drops he got hooked by a tiny ad online advertising laser treatment, and dragged me with him.  To the fourth floor of a delapidated building that had a very superficial face-lift.  When I got there I felt like I was in some chinzy fortune-teller’s waiting room, and even though the machines looked real, the women with big turbans seemed to have nothing to do with laser surgery.  We signed up for 10 guaranteed treatments and have now finished 5, but I still feel like it’s totally fake and the cream they give us to use twice a day we have labeled snake oil.  I grumble all the way there and always feel I deserve a lollipop after they burn the nail over and over.  The fact that this treatment seems to be working is irrelevant.  I want to get out of there, go home, eat an outrageous dessert, and forget I was ever there.

But then there was this traffic jam.  A fifteen-minute ride dragged on for over an hour,  and now instead of cleaning up my website I need to take a long and thorough bath.