Nina
Nina orders knees online from Arizona. When that source dries up, she finds a place in Ottawa that has them–but no information on who the knees once belonged to. She may soon have to resort to grave-robbing to procure body parts for her imaging studies.
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I'm donating my knees to the needy, but not yet. It's not like they're knobby. They're pretty good knees.
Apparently a lot of people sign the organ donation part on their driver's license, but for some reason don't want to give their body for medical research, hence the knee shortage. (I must confess that I don't like the idea of lying on a slab and being poked and prodded, although my friend assures me that they cut off your head and give it to the dental students, so you would be somewhat anonymous.)
Thank you for trying to comment on my blog. I am a very insecure writer and therefore a complete comment whore.
I switched to Beta on Monday and have been messed up every since.
I'm an organ donor but never thought someone would want my knees, my eyes or liver maybe (and for sure my hair). But my knees?
Deloney: A fellow John Prine fan? But of course.
Helen: Well, what a relief.
lolololo: I assume you are Otter, and I sure do hope this commenting stuff clears up soon. Rest assured, I'm reading you!!!
According to the Blogger status page the commenting bug has been fixed.
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