the mellow tigger's musings

The process was very fast and uneventful.  That's good, since I only got 4.5 hours of sleep last night.  I go to see the neurologist on Tuesday morning next week.

I wore my purple Zubaz and an Animal Humane Society t-shirt.  I took off my glasses and my shoes.  They gave me ear protectors (against the loud noise) that had a local radio station piped in so I could listen while I waited.  I had to keep my eyes closed the whole time, and they told me to not wiggle even my feet during the procedure.  There was no injection of any enhancing chemicals.

There was much clicking and humming and thumping.  The last minute was so obnoxious that the roller-bed was shaking from the force of the machinery.  A few of the scans gave me a sensation of slightly brighter ambient lighting, but I resisted the curiosity to open my eyes and check directly.  They gave me a cd of all the images after they were done.  (I asked for a copy.)  It's been an hour since the procedure and I have no headaches or dizziness or nausea. 

They took 129 images.  Here are 6 that I like.  I've expanded their sizes to make them easier to view here.
( Click to see the photos... )
That's my brain.  :)

Ugh, insomnia. On good weeks, I'm asleep before my head hits the pillow. Other weeks, it's just exhaustion without the respite of unconsciousness. It would be convenient if brains came with OFF switches.  Between work and politics and other issues, my brain has too much to ponder these days.  I almost let October slip by without a music post. I need something light-hearted to think about.

I think it's time to "Sing", perhaps singing along with the Dresden Dolls.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=pl3P8xCOUeY (not safe for work during the last 30 seconds)


Or, if you prefer old school, then "Sing" with Karen Carpenter and children at the Budokan in Tokyo, Japan.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=rdBsbyaTRwo

I do try to keep some of my idiosyncrasies private, but I'm pretty sure that I weirded someone out this summer when I rode near them (not seeing them early enough to quit while outside of hearing range) while I was doing the Sesame Street "Sing" song from the Carpenters.  Crazy people ride bicycles too, you know.  :)