tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post4924355779764100030..comments2024-02-18T13:53:30.168-08:00Comments on Surgeonsblog: JockSid Schwabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14182853083503404098noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-77580387086150000252008-05-17T23:40:00.000-07:002008-05-17T23:40:00.000-07:00Sid, I'll reinforce what others have said:We don't...Sid, I'll reinforce what others have said:<BR/><BR/>We don't care if you repeat yourself. Just keep posting, and we'll keep reading.<BR/><BR/>So glad to see you back!<BR/><BR/>LeighLeighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02377350508311660619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-69732411868902329342008-05-17T09:16:00.000-07:002008-05-17T09:16:00.000-07:00That is one way to learn the placement of tendons ...That is one way to learn the placement of tendons :-)Dragonflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12759938692575603663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-76520770710088858612008-05-15T18:41:00.000-07:002008-05-15T18:41:00.000-07:00Oh, like heck it does....not everyone knows the st...Oh, like heck it does....not everyone knows the stories! You forget...you have new followers too!Chrysalis https://www.blogger.com/profile/00757696627388704079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-58962469453827863362008-05-15T12:13:00.000-07:002008-05-15T12:13:00.000-07:00I was. Where I went to college, nearly everyone wa...I was. Where I went to college, nearly everyone was in a fraternity. In fact, everyone who wanted in, got in. Housing depended on it. We all ate at the campus dining hall; no frat had dining facilities. It was different there from most campuses. Then, it was an all mens' school. Now it's co-ed, and the frats have morphed into living quarters with no affiliations. For the better, I'd say.Sid Schwabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14182853083503404098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-37523220071345417482008-05-15T11:26:00.000-07:002008-05-15T11:26:00.000-07:00So I assume when you mentioned a rival fraternity ...So I assume when you mentioned a rival fraternity that you were in a fraternity as well. Is this true?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-15962621833372310802008-05-15T06:38:00.000-07:002008-05-15T06:38:00.000-07:00No, the piano bench is just waiting to be refilled...No, the piano bench is just waiting to be refilled.rlbateshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15236331355857884458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-73872907205299731552008-05-14T20:28:00.000-07:002008-05-14T20:28:00.000-07:00Alison: how nice of you. We have a baby grand at h...Alison: how nice of you. We have a baby grand at home, owned originally by my grandmother. The bench opens to hold sheet music. Since we had the whole thing refinished recently, the bench is empty. Which, more or less, is metaphor.Sid Schwabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14182853083503404098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-81282158058068110902008-05-14T20:14:00.000-07:002008-05-14T20:14:00.000-07:00A good writer can't really run out of things to sa...A good writer can't really run out of things to say any more than a piano can run out of tunes that can be played on it, and you, Sid, are a natural-born gifted writer.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-17633872268995038052008-05-14T19:36:00.000-07:002008-05-14T19:36:00.000-07:00happy birthday jp. nice story, Dr. Schwab. I was w...happy birthday jp. <BR/><BR/>nice story, Dr. Schwab. <BR/><BR/>I was wondering when you'd enlighten us with something new....I kept coming back to the sampler post. <BR/><BR/>would you like to twist my knobs........HA HA HA!<BR/><BR/>Ivan of athenivanidxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-6374052768535036882008-05-14T15:13:00.000-07:002008-05-14T15:13:00.000-07:00anonymous: of all my anonymous commenters, you are...anonymous: of all my anonymous commenters, you are now my favorite!Sid Schwabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14182853083503404098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-6694299710513742272008-05-14T15:09:00.000-07:002008-05-14T15:09:00.000-07:00Dr. Schwab, I love all your stories and your book,...Dr. Schwab, I love all your stories and your book, too. Even if some parts of your posts are retold, you always add something new and interesting. I'm continually learning something from your writings. Please keep up your wonderful works; your blog is my favorite!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-19067708654709780382008-05-14T11:15:00.000-07:002008-05-14T11:15:00.000-07:00To me, that picture looks like gang goat wrestling...To me, that picture looks like gang goat wrestling. If you've ever done it, you'd know what I mean. ;^}<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the laugh and glad your digit injury didn't impede your surgerizing.N=1https://www.blogger.com/profile/02256479234981292080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-20554412551426452722008-05-14T10:21:00.000-07:002008-05-14T10:21:00.000-07:00Thanks for a laugh out loud, Dr. Schwab. Today's ...Thanks for a laugh out loud, Dr. Schwab. Today's my birthday -- I'll take this as a gift. :)JPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12023875555959570250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-12157611938638920842008-05-14T08:28:00.000-07:002008-05-14T08:28:00.000-07:00I spent the first part of my life terrified of get...I spent the first part of my life terrified of getting hurt. <BR/><BR/>Once in college I somehow ended up in co-ed Rugby. I was late signing up for phys ed and it was the only thing open. I am a girl. <BR/><BR/>The first game I got smashed in the face, knocked out, lose teeth, with a big black eye. As soon as I came to they put me back in the game.<BR/><BR/>It was a wonderful revelation. It wasn't bad at all. The game was so exciting, it didn't really hurt. I took up full contact boxing after that and have enjoyed sports ever since.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-16068909924938279612008-05-14T07:20:00.000-07:002008-05-14T07:20:00.000-07:00Sid, I have such a poor memory that you could tell...Sid, I have such a poor memory that you could tell the same story every other post and just change the title, I probably wouldn't catch it. keep on writing.gay CME guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05817474200268605557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-21015978696003806382008-05-14T06:47:00.000-07:002008-05-14T06:47:00.000-07:00Nice story.Glad to hear you got your knobs twisted...Nice story.<BR/><BR/>Glad to hear you got your knobs twisted! ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-81408987064151731672008-05-14T05:03:00.000-07:002008-05-14T05:03:00.000-07:00[I have realized I've told part of this before. Wh...[I have realized I've told part of this before. Which means it's confirmed: I've officially run out of things to say. Sorry.]<BR/><BR/>Dr Sid, just keep telling us stories. We don't care if we've heard them before. :)<BR/><BR/>Love the bug.rlbateshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15236331355857884458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-16331307344706543232008-05-14T01:42:00.000-07:002008-05-14T01:42:00.000-07:00I think that picture at the foot is an example of ...I think that picture at the foot is an example of Brownian motion...Elainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06847149482684623481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-1927727630101658362008-05-13T23:17:00.000-07:002008-05-13T23:17:00.000-07:00Surgeon, When my oldest son was in high school (he...Surgeon, When my oldest son was in high school (he is now grown with his own son graduating this year) I remember going to his first practice and almost decking his coach. If my husband and my father had not been with me, I'm sure I would have hit this man. I had never heard anyone talk so abusive to my child before.<BR/><BR/>I was ready to pull him out of sports. Of course, my husband and my father laughed at me, and told me this is exactly how it is when you play football. My son was very small to be playing football. Only about 5ft 7 in. and 130 pounds. but he could sure get that ball and out run everyone in town with it. Later, he took up karate and boxing. he just retired his boxing career last year after almost getting his spleen ruptured. I never once went to one of his boxing matches. I just dont have it in me to sit and watch my son hit people nor be hit himself.<BR/><BR/>I still don't compleely understand the need for these coaches to be so mean to these kids?Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13540096932312929506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30499448.post-67795141292561748192008-05-13T22:14:00.000-07:002008-05-13T22:14:00.000-07:00Nowt to apologise for. I have to admit that I have...Nowt to apologise for. I have to admit that I haven't read through your entire archive so I won't notice the occasional recap.Jens Knudsen (Sili)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14078875730565068352noreply@blogger.com