It is a fantastic vehicle: I can transport 6 people or 10-foot 2x4s completely inside. And 12-foot pipes in jousting mode out the shotgun window. And I commonly carry a pretty large (almost 3 x 4 x 3 feet) dog/animal crate, to aid in pet retrieval. The cage is for my dog “Rorschach”. While in the hospital, my wife offered me the incentive of getting a dog when I got better. The idea was that it would motivate me to walk Rorschach, which would help my physical recovery. And mentally, I would have to take care of Rorschach despite how badly I felt. The show “After Life” has that second type of dynamic: a dog’s existence keeps the main character alive. So I decided to get a Belgian shepherd from a particular breeder, named it Rorschach, figured out a vet and trainer, and acquired a cage for its initial home. And then I died, so only the cage remains of that idea.
HEMODIEALYSIS Now The episode with Nancy marks the end and beginning of several things. Not of using my abilities at all, or even having certain disagreeable goals. But I wanted to believe in my disagreeable goal and use my abilities within some kind of moral framework. I also needed to work on my relationship with Amasa. Nancy was a nice person, and just doing her job (representing her constituents) as best as she could. Amasa wanting me to change her mind with a particularly talent of mine did not sit well for me. Yes, she did what Amasa wanted after ‘my influence’, but all I did was give her an open ear to talk into. I may not even have done that. Maybe, I just - 43 -
