Wedding bells and Halloween...
First off, I apologize for not keeping this thing a bit more up to date. I've had a few ill days lately, and on the days I felt good, I didn't have time to update. So let's back up a few days...

My friend Marius has asked me to be the best man in his wedding way back before I left for Texas. I immediately said 'yes'...what an honor. The ceremony was this past Sunday and as luck would have it, I felt great (Saturday was a different story). The weather was perfect, the ceremony was beautiful, the bride and groom wore smiles as wide as trailers, the food was good, etc. Very nice wedding. Marius and Jodi are now traipsing through Tuscany somewhere and I hope they're having a brilliant time of it.

Amy and I have always been Halloween junkies...we love it. It stands to reason that our children would do the same, and they love it with all their little hearts. Finn was Darth Maul (from Star Wars) and Ella was a fairy. Of course Finn's mask came off in 15 minutes, but he still looked cool. I stayed home and my folks came to halp dole out the sweets. We must've had over 100 trick or treaters...good turnout. The kids made out like bandits too. I think we'll need to hide some of their loot and ration it out as rewards for good behavior. Candy in plain sight can often be a catalyst for bad behavior!

The interview I taped for ETC3 (local TV where I work) last week aired last night. The interview was fine and my co-worker Kristy did a great job. It did freak me out a bit to see myself though. I know I look in mirror on occasion, but on TV I looked like a frail old man. I looked like a cancer patient...which I am of course, but it took me a second to adjust to the image on the screen. I'm looking forward to getting back to the studio and back to work.

As far as my health goes, I seem to have an equal mix of good, half-good, and not-good days. Of course I can't predict what each day will bring, but I wake up in hopes that it'll be at least a half-good day. Today was one of those days...sick in the morning, OK in the evening. Much of the time, I'm simply uncomfortable. I often feel like there are a pair of large hands squeezing my insides...a steady, constant constriction. I've finished 14 of 25 treatments and I'm damn proud to come home and mark those days off with a big fat black pen. I did find out yesterday that I may have to continue my chemo for a few weeks after radiation...didn't like that news, but apparently it's not as bad when not administered in conjunction with the radiation. I was really hoping the 16th of November would be the finish line on this stuff, but it may now just be the finish line for radiation.

Much to do...the bad days have been keeping me from doing simple tasks. I have a package I've been meaning to send to my friend Justin for a week now and I THINK I'm finally going to get it together tonight...knock on wood.

As always, thank you so much for your continued support and your well wishes. I'm starting to see a glimmer at the end of the tunnel.

Hans