Man I’m a lazy narbo when it comes to posting. At some point in my old age I’ve questioned my ability to have anything useful to say, but what the heck, it’s worked in the past. Let’s look at the weekend.
I just now finished catching The King of Kong, a documentary detailing the chase for the world record in Donkey Kong. They did a great job at making me detest the contemptible Billy Mitchell and cheering for Steve Wiebe as he fought against all odds for the title. I do have to say that this world of competitive video gamers is full of absolute weirdos, and I’m glad I gave up the Q-Bert at a young age. Add in a viewing of Hancock, Turistas and Martian Child and my avoidance of films may finally be over. Reviewing them all those years for myCaledon really ended my love of the movie, sadly.
In other news, allow me to preface by saying the foot is feeling much better, and I’m no longer limited in my workouts and such. Still, the doc thinks a fracture may have taken place. However, being more than six weeks out it can’t be fixed and joins my two broken toes and broken rib in my cathedral of unrepairable pain. Beyond that I actually made the brilliant move of bolting knee first into a solid metal chair at lunch a week ago Friday and it’s been insanely painful. Looks like I’m going in for an x-ray and ultrasound this week to find out exactly what I did to it.
Four more days to Cleveland – hoping my cell is back from the shop by then so I can do some live photoblogging and Twittering, but we shall see.