On Friday, Kevin sent me roses to thank me for all of my work and support during his broken ankle angst and to say sorry for all of the hassle it has caused. Isn’t that sweet? He is the one with the broken foot so he is the one that should be getting flowers. But […]
Ireland: Athassel Priory I had a rough night last night. Sleeping with a ten pound ski boot wrapped in a pillowcase on your foot is not easy, even with vicodin. This morning isn’t much easier. I’m trying to concentrate, and listen to music, but I keep thinking about Ireland for some stupid reason, and Athassel […]
That’s probably true of a lot of things. In this case, I’m talking about the sad, sad, saga of my ankle (first post, second post). I went to the doctor this morning, and the news isn’t good. It’s not as bad as it could have been, but it’s bad enough that I’m not happy.\ There’s […]
Someone: What are you going to do this weekend? Me: Go home, take some painkillers and watch nature documentaries. It’s gonna be a hell of a weekend\ Oh yeah, and get a massage, and I might eat some ice cream too. My ankle’s good for all kinds of excuses to sit around with my foot […]
One of the only good things about having a really slow metabolism is that pain killers stay in my system for a very long time. Ok, maybe that’s not a good thing. I’m feeling the pain, but I’m still loopy. Writing code while high may work for some folks, but it doesn’t work for me, […]
I love waiting when I know what the outcome’s going to be. I have to have surgery to repair the navicular bone (near the ankle). Well, not really “repair”, more like “remove”. Then they’ll reinforce the tendon. It’s “serious”, according to my doctor. He told me, “You’re about to do something very difficult.” Yeah, that’s […]
Here’s an unfortunate India story for you.\ Our first day of work in India, someone had forgotten to tell the driver that we needed to be picked up, so we took a cab. The cab let us off across the street from the office, which meant we had to run for our lives across the […]
People who share my birthday (thanks, Cheryl!): Henrik Ibsen (the guy who wrote all those depressing plays) Big Bird Werner Klemperer (Colonel Klink) John D Erlichman (Watergate guy) Pat Riley (NBA coach) William Hurt Jimmie Vaughn (Rock guy – Thunderbirds) Spike Lee! Holly Hunter Mookie Blaylock People who died on my birthday (kind of depressing, […]
You’d think the day would feel different, it being the anniversary of my birth and all. It really doesn’t. I did get a celebratory omelette this morning from the cafeteria. It was good, but it wasn’t an R2-D2 cake. I feel like taking it easy today. I want to play some UT, work on something […]
Yes, you heard it here first. I’m pale and I’m okay with that. I joined a bowling league last night. I wore rented shoes and threw heavy orbs at unsuspecting wooden shapes, in the hopes of knocking all the them down so I could receive high-fives and well-meant congratulations. I’m a middle-class white guy who […]