Picasso's Wife

Picasso's wife (or was it his mistress?) was losing her eyesight. He took her to the best opthalmologist in all of Europe and was told that nothing could be done. She would eventually become blind. He then took her on a trip around the world so that she could see all the sights one last time. One day, in San Francisco, he saw a sign, saying "Sam Klein, Eye Doctor". He figured it would do no harm to consult him as she would become blind anyway.

The doctor examined her and told Picasso that he had a simple operation that would cure her. They agreed to try it and the operation was performed. A week later the bandages were removed and they found that her eyesight was perfect. Picasso was elated and said, "Doctor, I am a rich man and will pay whatever your fee is." "My fee", replied the doctor," is only that you paint a mural on my waiting room wall." "I will", said Picasso, "and when I am finished we will have a showing for the art critics."

Picasso worked for three weeks behind a curtain and when he was finished, He summoned the press for a showing. When they gathered in the waiting room, he withdrew the curtain and there on the wall was a great big eye. Just the eye. "Marvelous", the critics exclaimed. "This is one of Picasso's greatest masterpieces." Picasso nudged the doctor, saying " Well, doctor what do you say to that?"

"It's a good thing", replied the doctor, "that I'm not a gynecologist."

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R. Daniel Braun, M.D.
Palm Piloteering at its best.