The Chronic Atheist

In which my oft-cited Rampant Professionalism reaches new heights (or depths) - and we talk SURGERY!

In which we discuss a little of this, a lot of that, and some of the others. I dunno; y'all tell me.

In which Yours Truly complains, confesses, and variously does their normal thing.

In which... Oh, never mind.

In which we get Very Strange. Content Warning for medical stuff and aberrant brain states.

In which Ol' Junkshop gets some... unorthodox... medical advice, and the Great Medical Mystery Tour departs on its newest - and strangest - leg so far.

In which I confess, encourage, and blather on for entirely too long.

In which ol' Junkshop's got a DIAGNOSIS - just not the one they were hoping for.

In which we remind ourselves that germs are a thing, because that's something we apparently still have to do - in the Year of Our Lord TWENTY TWENTY-TWO.

In which we discuss social fears and professional consequences in the time of The Great And Terrible Lager-Lurgy, and Ol' Junkshop tells a joke (no, really).