Nemesis

Here I am preparing for a new career as a Bond villain.  All I need is a white Persian cat and a volcano lair. As part of my preparation for this career shift, I’ve had an operation for a cataract.  Which was done in a couple hours in the doctor’s offices, by a specialist flown in from the secret volcano lair known as Seattle.  The procedure  was pain free, though the whining sound of the little saw, or drill, or laser, slicing into my eyeball was just a little disturbing.  (It sounded too mu...