Category: Life

I recently underwent a procedure to clear up some future skin cancer on my face. I was using a product called Fluorouracil which attacks cancer cells below the surface of the skin. I was to use the product for 30 days. I lasted 18. These pictures were taken on the 18th day. Here’s another shot taken the day before I gave it up. My face hurt like the worst sunburn ever. It itched. It was tender to touch. Every time I…

A few years ago I was diagnosed with a form of skin cancer. A few months later, cancer appeared on my face. I’ve since gone back to the dermatologist every year to get checked out, and yes, have cancer removed. I grew up in Florida in the 1970s. Before sunscreen was prevalent. Hell, most people I knew used something called ‘tanning butter’ which was basically Crisco. Anyway, I’m paying for it now. But unlike back in the dark ages, I’ve…

When my wife and I married, I wasn’t a big fan of children. They were ok. Over there. It wasn’t that I didn’t like them, I just wasn’t around them enough to know if I liked them. When my wife said that she wanted to have a baby, I was ok with it. We were a good team. Together we could do anything. So we consummated our love by bringing a new human into the world who was a combination of our…

Sometimes I’m amazed at what people share and retweet. Namely, when some self-help guru offers some basic advice about how to live, and people fawn over it. You want some advice on how to live? Stop listening to self-help gurus. Everything you need to live your life to the fullest is currently within you. It’s called a conscience. A conscience is the little voice inside of you that tells you right from wrong. And it’s in you as much as it’s…

A few years ago I started compiling the best tweets I saw during the year into blog posts. Here’s this year’s version. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. just chased a cup of coffee with a red bull and saw the future for 30 seconds. — Troy McCall (@interzonejunkie) January 6, 2014 To everyone saying “just put on more clothing” about the cold, next 90° high humidity day I’ll say “just sit on the porch and sip sweet tea” —…

Yesterday I stopped for gasoline and pulled behind a red Cadillac. As I selected my grade of fuel, a young black man emerged from the convenience store and walked to the Caddy. He was dressed in dark baggy jeans, white sneakers, a red jacket with white leather sleeves, and a red baseball cap. He looked good. He put a case of Corona in the trunk and started to pump gas. I noticed a police car at a light on the corner…