Dailure, 'Art and Medicine'

Yesterday, October 27, 2009.

I met with Ian Bishop, second year med student, at the Miller School of Medicine. The 'kid' is 25 and incredibly accomplished. He grew up in East Africa, father work for the State Department, mother is an art historian. He lived in Europe and came to the States in his teens. He went to Yale, undergrad, and came to Miami, "for a different environment". He travels, to Africa and Haiti, with Partners In Health, because he wants to "make a difference in medicine". He and I are working together, to create a program, for medical students, which incorporates art; observation and listening, to help doctors become more skilled with their patients. It's exciting working with this brilliant man. In one week I will attend the 'Art and Medicine' symposium, in Boston and come back 'armed'.

Dailrag

I do like to eat out, every now and then, but I don't like paying way too much for mediocre food. That's what I did, last night, when I took a friend out for dinner. I do like a good glass of wine, with good food and good conversation. But to have to pay so much for something I can cook at home, uh-uh, I feel 'cheated'. Next time I'll cook for my friend.

Drag

Friends who are no longer 'friends'. It's difficult to lose a friend and worse when you know that it's because of something you may have done (or not done).

Dinner with friends-Dailure

I haven't a clue who these people are?! But last night, spur of the moment, some friends dropped by and stayed for dinner. Jordi had made an enormous pot of Lentejas (Lentils) and we had soup, bread, cheese, broccoli. It all tasted great but the best was just having tons of people over. I love it. However, I don't love it enough to open a restaurant.

Laughing

Laughing with good friends, especially at ourselves, as in being turned away from a trendy disco for being too old and ugly!