May 13, 2003
“Bristling with authenticity.” I like that phrase. I was in the hospital lounge waiting for my evening shot on Sunday, reading a magazine, I think it was the New Yorker. And I saw a book review and it said the author’s voice was “bristling with authority” and I thought, “I like bristling, it’s like a dangerous porcupine or a Bradley Fighting Vehicle.” That’s what I want to be said in my obit: “He recreated history that bristled with authenticity.” Of course what I’ll probably get is, “He was a comic book clown who never grew up.” But that’s close enough and it’s not really any of my business (I won’t be around to read it).

Sunday night when I got back from my shot we had our first annual Mothers Day bonfire in the front yard. The boys dug a fire pit and all the kids came with their friends. It was fun.

I finally graduated from shot school. Got a 2.01 rating today after the doctor increased my coumadin to 12.5 mgs a day. I feel like Christmas Day times five! Just the idea that I don’t have to drive into Phoenix tonight makes me smile. It’s the little things.

A true nurse story. Three nights ago I showed up at 3C and the nurse said she was too busy to give me my shot. Five minutes later up comes a gorgeous blond nurse in blue scrubs (Pamela Anderson minus the implants). The nurse asks Lisa if she can give me my shot. Lisa smiles and tells me to follow her into her office. We go into a small waiting room and the lights are off (there is a soft glow coming from the window). She closes the door, puts on the gloves, loads the syringe, pulls up my shirt (I’m standing) and gets down on her knees right in front of me. I’m looking down at her and she looks up at me and says, “How can I do this so I won’t hurt you?” I don’t remember what I said and I never felt the needle. I don’t even remember driving on the 101, but I do know I was bristling with strong feelings. Talk about bedside manner!

The new issue of Doc & Wyatt Behind the O.K. Corral is out. Looks very good. Subscribers are getting theirs because we are already getting calls. Craig Fouts bought two bronzes, of Doc and Wyatt from a big doubletruck ad in the front. That was very sweet

“Nobody believes the official spokesman, but everybody trusts an unidentified source.”
—Walter Cronkite