April Fools Day after ... In Ohio

April Fools Day is over, but the spirit lives on, in Ohio. Almost 7, Saturday Morning, looking out the window, raining. But, it will turn to SNOW, maybe get up to an inch. Hey, it's APRIL, but, it is Ohio.

I did get out in the SUN two days this week, it felt good, sweating in the SUN. Another plus tomorrow, my car clocks will be right. I can never find the book in the car that shows how to change the clock. It is so simple, but only two times a year. I never remember. So, half the year they are right.

The Pope is ill, gravely. He indicates that he is happy knowing that. Ironic it is happening so close to Terri Shiavo in Florida. We don't know if she was happy about it or not. I wonder if the autopsy will show that? CSI in Vegas or NCIS would know right away. I remember in the late 40's, I worked at a hospital, thinking about going into medicine in those days. My father was a doctor, and I vividly remember the first autopsy they let me observe. It was a brain tumor.

Dr. Pancho Padilla, from Cuba, a resident at the hospital performed it. A brain surgeon did the brain part. Pancho, after his training, went home, and became a physicial for .... yep ... Castro.

I remember I was apprehensive about it, how would I react. I had heard that you pass out when they make that first incision. I remember the odor in the room, when they opened him up, never forget that. It turned out to be not a lot less than ... cleaning a chicken. I didn't get sick, actually found it interesting. Pancho started oout in a broken English ... explaining to me what he was doing. As he would speak, he would get more involved, and finally, he would be speaking only Cuban.

The brain surgein was awesome. Scapel, quarter the scalp, pull down the four quartrs of skin, take a small electric saw, do a 360, then a small scalpel, a slow 360 of painstaking cutting, a large curved needle, into the head one way, then at another angle, and the brain lifted right out. One glob of red ... that is what ended his life.

But TODAY, if I had been watching all of these shows, nothing to it. Ducky did this or that on NCIS. There are a half dozen shows on that do all of that, one that shows babies being delivered, a lot of emergency room exposure, blood, organs. Awesome.

Wonder what is next, Teri, the Pope, Michael, still have Iraw, but that is getting old. There always seems to be a story brewing somewhere. As I recall, the Pope thing lasts a couple of weeks. The funeral, they choosing a new one, I remember the year there were three of them. I almost turned Catholic I was exposed to it so much that year. There was a big insurgence of new members in the church that year. Held up for a while, well, until they started finding out about all those priests, with all those boys.

The world keeps on turning, singers, no, that insults real ones ... people who derive their livelihood from making noises, continue to make billions of dollars. Comment on everything. I find that extraordinary. Utter gutteral noises, to a rythmic beat, show belly buttons, and more, wear a hat at a 45 degree rakish angle, clothes, well, if Momma had made them wear them when they were small, they would have reported her to some agency. How in the name of God, can someone appear on TV, hat all askew, pants that would serve as a 4 person tent, a shirt that could be inflated with hot air and used as a small balloon, and people take them seriously.

Appearance isn't everything, but......