After two days of rest and ice, the leg is feeling pretty good! I walked to work this morning without any pain or stiffness. The physio still wants me to refrain from running for a while longer, but at least I can get some exercise now. (And get back to my Challenges. I have another one starting today.)
Author: Kris
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Lookalikes
And the winner of this year’s Mother/Son Lookalike Contest is…
Awww, even his widdle baby acne is cute!
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Naked Harry
Phwoar! That’s some pretty naked Daniel Radcliffe! I hope there’s a shirtless stable scene in the last HP book… (Link courtesy of Andrew, who is decidedly not an Old Perv.)
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RunningBlog
It appears that perhaps psorr was prescient. Despite not running for the past few days, I’ve just suffered a blinding pain in my left quad when reaching down for a book. I’m off to the physio in ten minutes. STUPID STUPID STUPID.
Later: Turns out I have a small tear in this sucker. It’s not bad. I’m supposed to ice it for a few days and take it easy. I can walk, but not fast. The hardest thing is fighting the urge to stretch it. (I’m not supposed to.) It’s like poking a sore tooth. I just want to make sure it still hurts. Again, STUPID.
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Caffeinated Doughnuts
Caffeinated doughnuts?! We just might have to move back to America.
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Braaaaains!
Why do zombies like to eat brains? The deadpan seriousness of some of those answers cracks me up. “My guess is that they hunger for what they’ve lost: consciousness and the soul.” “Brains are rich in cholesterol, which is essential for maintaining cell membrane pliability, which is a particular problem at the low body temperatures typical of zombies in non-tropical climates.” “They eat them for the tannic acid, to keep their undead hides tough and leathery.” Still laughing…
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Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
Calling all Dylan fans! (And by that, I mean Kevin and Eileen.) Last night I was crooning along to Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts* when the Snook confessed that he didn’t particulary like the song “because the plot confused him.” Funnily enough, I remember feeling the same way back when Eileen introduced it to me in college a dozen years ago. I don’t feel that way anymore; it’s like I’ve filled in all the missing details in my head. So I told him my interpretation, which basically sounds like a made-for-TV Western. I know that Dylan’s never officially outlined the plot. What do you guys think it’s about?
* I was actually listening to the Joan Baez version. I prefer it. Eek!
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NES
Oh. My. God. Someone is selling every NES game ever made. I know I can’t afford them. I know I don’t have the space for them. Heck, I know we’ve already probably got most of them as ROMs on disk. I don’t care. I WANTS.