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Monday, May 14, 2012

RETURN OF THE BALEFUL EYE

The Baleful Eye
Sauron can go bite my aching ass. My eye is a lot nastier than his.

By George - I think I’m about due for another obnoxious bout of acute iritis in the old Oculus Sinister.  And there is nothing cute about it.

I’m not sure what I detest most: the diminished vision, the redness, the painful photosensitivity, the excessive tearing, the intermittent ice pick-like pain, or the month-long treatment with steroids and pupil dilation.  But given the choice of whether to shit or go blind, I’d prefer the shit any day.

I go to see the Eye-Croaker now.  Wish me luck. 

6 comments:

Kevin Kim said...

Good luck!

And a belated Happy Birthday to the Elder Daughter.

El Capitan said...

Tis well known, amongst the literati,
When you spank the monkey, 'twill spiterati.

The wad o' spunk juice, in arching parabola,
oft lands, unerringly, smack on the eyebolla

Another eye malady! Fie! The mind boggles!
Next time you wax Flipper, don your swim goggles!

Elisson said...

Cappy, that was both revolting and brilliant. Kudos!

Fiona Kathleen Hogan said...

Hope that gets sorted out real quick :o

Danielle said...

I hope your visit to the doctors has been as successful as mine were. I'm not at all surprised to see you finding something to laugh about even in difficult things.

Rahel said...

Ouch. Refua shlema!