One last thing...

One last thing. I mean, yes, it is already technically "tomorrow" as in surgery day but my body is still vaguely on West Coast time so maybe in my spirit it is still the day before surgery.

Which means earlier today (i.e. Sunday August 17) I got injected with radioactive tracers/dye/something-or-other over in the magical nuclear medicine building so they can find my sentinel lymph node because that all sounds very normal.

You know who else was radio active? 

Peter Parker.

And also Mile Morales.

AKA you friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man. Spider-Men? You get it.

Lots of you know I have a strong affinity for super hero movies and genre tales and lore.

And if you want me to go real nerdcore on you ask me sometime about the fantastic film Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse and the thoroughly Anabaptist take that "anyone can wear the mask" as good Marvel theology. I'm not claiming any super hero status I'm just enjoying the confluence and living into thinking about those scenes of all the Spider-people and Spider-beings out there in the world doing their thing.

So here's a picture of me doing my last hand stand hold for a while, and Faith if you see it cut me some slack if my form is off, and rest of the squad I will be back for our regularly scheduled Friday handstand pushup work ASAP because we've all got work to do, and one of these days I'm going to nail it.



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