Sep. 29th, 2011

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (Default)
(That is, there was a train of thought that got me here, but it's not important right now.)

So I'm driving along the other day and a commercial comes on the radio for the cancer care center at Shady Grove or Holy Cross or some other local hospital - it doesn't matter. And there's a couple giving, you know, commercial-style testimony about how wonderful it is, they took such good care of her from diagnosis through treatment through blah blah blah. And at one point her husband says this:
Of course the main thing was to get her the best care available. The fact that it was practically right here in our back yard was just a blessing in disguise.
I'm not wrong that that's a stumper, right? What's the disguise? Sounds to me like it was just plain fortunate that the best care available happened to be nearby - no deception about it in any way.



In other news, I don't know what they're meeting about in the conference room next door to my office, but whatever it is, it's apparently hilarious.

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