IF YOU ARE NOT ALREADY subscribed to The Sound of Young America, can you explain yourself?

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BUT WHATEVER IT IS, it is Matthew’s new shirt.

YOU REMEMBER Matthew, of course.

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JOHN HODGMAN will be appearing at the Park Slope B&N by himself at 7:30PM.

HE WILL PROBABLY BE DOWNSTAIRS. That’s where we did it last time.

267 7th Avenue
Brooklyn, NY 11215
718-832-9066

FURTHER DETAILS ARE HERE

NOW I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT how to put this in the little white box over there, to the right.

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I WAS GOING TO POST THIS merely for its historic value, which is considerable:

RACHEL MADDOW AND DALE DEGROFF DISCUSSING COCKTAILS

BUT THEN I get to the end, and Maddow pulls off a smarty-pants, cocktail nerd maneuver of such incredible dexterity that I basically want to give up the smarty-pants business now.

COMPARED TO HER, we all look like vodka and red bull in a shame glass.

AND MEANWHILE, it is so: I will be joining Tom Scharpling for THE BEST SHOW ON WFMU tonight.

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MR. KEN PLUME, an internet journalist, podcaster, Gervaisian, QI activist, man who would choose to save his own toe over his own finger, and a fond acquaintance, writes with A SMALL REQUEST.

AS THANKSGIVING APPROACHES, I hope you will consider it.

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I’m not really known for my moments of seriousness and personal candor here in cyberspace,  so this missive will come as a bit of a surprise for those who know me well.

Four years ago, right before the holidays, the doctor found a lump in my mother’s breast. After surgery intended to remove the lump discovered deeper penetration, a second operation was scheduled to remove her left breast. It was right after Thanksgiving.

Months of chemotherapy followed, and my mother was given a clean bill and told the cancer was gone. After a few more months of recovery, she began counting the months and years that would bring her to that magic number for cancer survivors – 5 years out. Expecting she was well on her way towards that goal, she had the port that was surgically installed to deliver her chemotherapy removed earlier this year. After all, she was almost 4 years cancer free, with only one year to go.

And then, nearly four years to the day when the original cancer was found, another lump was discovered in her right breast. Surgery was performed, and the biopsy came back positive for cancer.

The bitch was back.

It was also found that the cancer had metastasized. Tests have been performed. Chemotherapy has begun again. Hopes are high that the bitch can be beat back into remission, leaving my mother many, many more years with her husband, children, and grandchildren.

She did it once, and she’ll do it again.

However, I want to keep my mother’s spirits up, and I want to utilize the power of this here internet to whom my livelihood has been intertwined for almost 15 years. And not only am I hoping for the assistance of the thousands of people whom I’ve befriended and worked with in those years, but also the kindness of total strangers.

With that in mind, I’m hoping that whoever reads this post – or has it forwarded to them – will take some of their valuable time and help me keep my mother’s spirits bright and her outlook optimistic.

Over the course of this holiday season, I’m hoping my mother will receive an avalanche of postcards from around the world – fun and funny postcards – with the well wishes of those who send them. Postcards sent by you, the person reading this now.

And, in addition to the postcards – if you have the inclination and means – please take a moment to make a donation to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.

Please send your postcards to:

PAT PLUME
808 BARN ST.
JACKSONVILLE, NC 28540

On behalf of myself and my family, I thank you all.

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Thank you.

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