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Sunday, February 27, 2011

A Haunting

I'm up earlier than needs be because of a nightmare.  I was again working in the basement X-ray department of the old Southern Pacific Hospital on Fell and Baker, back after a long absence because I needed extra money, and every time I went to the files behind me for a returning patient's file number, I was finding misfiled flash cards,* becoming more and more alarmed and upset until I was tossing and turning in bed.  Techs I knew in 1965, appeared, but the relief clerk I was explaining the problem to was a young guy who actually works in the office at USF now.
 The radiologists were from every era, but the rooms, and the entry hall where my desk was stuck, were from that old hospital.  I went in the back to find an empty file drawer to use to reorganize the misfiled cards I'd been pulling---by this time a few hundred---and ran into Livia, the doctors' secretary at Children's Radiology Dept. (from my years there in the 70s, and who is now a fellow student at the Fromm) and that's when I started telling others about the problem of returning patients not having had their exams compared, which is of extreme importance for discovery, diagnosis and staging.  And there were several other stories interwoven involving other clerks and techs, and candy and toys stashed in file drawers, but all the people popping in and out were from those 13 years in the two X-ray departments.  When I finally woke myself up, one of the radiologists was sitting with me, growing more and more concerned about the terrible consequences he could foresee.

A variation of this actually happened in both departments and everywhere I ever worked.  I was always uncovering embezzlements and hidden horrors like that.

*a "flash card" is the patient information and exam date, typed on a 2" x 3" card, and was used to transfer the information onto the film in the darkroom.  They were the actual file card at Children's, but as I can see in this picture, the date was added to a larger file card at the railroad hospital.  Digital files mostly took care of that, but typos and misspellings cause electronic "misfiles" just as easily.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Monday, February 21, 2011

Between the rains

Yesterday I rode my old bike to Twin Peaks for no other reason than I knew the clouds would be pretty and the tourists happy, and both were true.  And then I had a taco in the Mission and rode back home.  The view from my hill was just as pretty.  No tourists.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Wasting ink

I bought sample packs of lots of different papers to try and decide which I like best, and today I spent an obscene amount of time setting up a still life to color test against ICC printing profiles (as if I know what I'm doing).

Tomorrow I waste ink.

Unless the sun is shining, then I ride!

Monday, February 14, 2011

At the Old Mint

On Saturday, I rode downtown to the Old Mint at 5th and Mission for a gathering under one roof of most of the neighborhood historical societies.

Remember Fat Boy?

That's my friend Jane reading a display.

My neighborhood was well represented by Peter Linenthal.
I can hear this fireman's Irish brogue, can't you?

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

Visiting the Slab Man

I walked down the hill to the 22nd St. station this morning to catch the train to meet Kit in Menlo Park for lunch.  Afterwards, we went to the Cantor Center on the Stanford Campus to see the Helen Levitt exhibit.  And then we went upstairs to the permanent collection (where taking photos is allowed) and I was glad to see the Slab Man by Duane Hanson back in his usual spot, holding up the wall.  Coffee and dessert and back to take a Baby Bullet train home.  Lovely day.

Monday, February 07, 2011

Monday morning

Jill says she checks my blog daily for a spell and then gives up when there's nothing new.  And so when I next see her I ask, has she's seen such 'n such?  No, she says, I gave up looking.

Well here's another new image, just to keep her on her toes.
The real culprit to the decline of personal blogging:  Facebook.  Twitter.  I don't have time for the constant back and forth.  Or maybe I'm just not social enough.

Saturday, February 05, 2011

A birthday

Jill and I walked along Crissy Field all afternoon, stopping for a bite to eat at the Warming Hut, enjoying the balmy spring-like weather.  There were lots and lots of people also enjoying the day.  I took snapshots but they're not very interesting so I won't bother with them.

But yesterday, while riding around the waterfront on my bike, I acted like a tourist to take this of the fishing boats.  Really, being a tourist in one's own town is a lot of fun. And then I had a burger & fries at In 'n Out.