Did you read the rest? They're all pretty entertaining.

motion control shoes are the opposite of stability shoes, right? I mean, I can't remember the running lingo anymore.

No, they're the same.

It's possible, of course, that I'm full of shit.

It's possible that I'm seeing things through a runner's lens, as well, which distorts the heck out of things.

Seriously. He is very larger than life. And a number of those duels were over people giving the stink-eye to his wife, who was (divorced? unmarried mother?) Can't remember her specifics.

motion control shoes are the opposite of stability shoes, right? I mean, I can't remember the running lingo anymore.

I think MC is for stability, which, as I understand it, is what overpronaters need. I imagine for runners these issues are even more important.

To give you an idea of the rarity of underpronation, Saucony's choices for rating your pronation are neutral, mild (overpronation), moderate(overpronation), extreme (overpronation). There is no underpronation.

Andrew Jackson. Mr. Genocide. But he did make the trains run on time. NO wait that was Mussolini.

Andrew Jackson did put in place some economic reforms that helped the white working class - while slaughtering Indians and promoting slavery. I would consider him a bad guy, but a white working class racist of his era would consider him a good guy, as would a white small businessman. A white banker of his era would consider him a bad guy, but the slaughtering Indians and promoting slavery part would have been considered mitigating factors.

If your characters are white, you probably need to make them reflect the attitudes of their time - meaning they will admire or dislike Jackson or both for the reasons of their time, not ours. Or you can cheat and give them modern attitudes. There were abolitionists and people who advocated treating Indians decently at the time, so it would not be a total cheat. But very rare.

I need a new drug. They ended up feeding me 18mg of dilaudid in about 4 hours last night, and I walked out of the place, caught a cab, and puttered about at home before going to sleep. The headache was mostly gone, but the goal is to knock myself out and dilaudid's just not doing it anymore.

It was interesting to watch the information flow. The nurse who removed my IV at the end of everything told me in hushed tones that I had a great tolerance. For what, I asked? Dilaudid--I'd had 6mg all at once, after all. He'd missed the previous two doses of 6.

I'm assuming there were doctors behind the scenes keeping track, but each 6mg dose seemed to be written by a different one, and I don't think any of the nurses thought I'd had more than 12mg in total.

Which means it's more than time to move on. But no specialist appointment for another week and a half.

Well, at this point it's not a matter of my characters and their attitudes--it's more that I literally can't make it through books on Jackson or the War of 1812 because it all makes me so angry. Which is partly, perhaps mostly, my own biases in action. While I don't consider the British Army of that era by any means paragons of virtue and goodness (because they demonstrably weren't), I've spent far too much time reading, researching, and writing about them to see them as Evil Other. And when my boys are Evil Other and I'm supposed to admire Mr. Trail of Tears...book meets wall.

(The deal with Jackson's wife is she had a jealous, abusive first husband, and she and Jackson mistakenly married thinking her divorce was final when it wasn't yet, which made them bigamists, which made for Big Scandal. And he loved her and defended her, and I can admire him for that.)

Andrew Jackson was, above many other things, charismatically convinced that his opinion was right and unswerving. It's not so hard to imagine people liking him and voting for him when it's put that way, is it? I mean, it happens all the time today, and that's not even touching the amount of money there was to be made in dispossessing the Indians.

Can someone please explain Andrew Jackson's good side to me?

I'm afraid "he loved his wife" is all that I can come up with.

Rachel Jackson had been married to a horrifyingly abusive man and finally managed to leave him. He told her that he had filed for divorce and the divorce was final. She married Jackson. Then it turned out that husband #1 hadn't divorced after all. It was a vicious, vicious presidential campaign in which Rachel was called a whore and a bigamist. She died and Jackson blamed the his political opponents.

His home, the Hermitage, is well worth visiting, but painful because of the amount of eye-rolling involved. The docents contend that Jackson really liked Indians, because he adopted an Indian child. Since he's the man who gave us the Trail of Tears, it's a difficult argument to buy.

That is really awful. Hope the specialist can think of something. One thought. Your mother is a brilliant medical researcher. Can she do some research and find out whether there is some place that might offer better pain control - either in another state or in another country. (On some medical practices the U.S. stays up with the leading edge, but given our war on some drugs, I'm not sure pain control is one of them.)

I mean I love having you in this country, but I hate having you suffer - so it might be worth having somebody investigate whether there is some place you can get better treatment.