Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Limpin' Loner

Last Thursday evening, while standing over the bathroom sink, I had a slight blackout and fell1. It's not the first time that's happened and probably won't be the last.

The difference is that this time I fell in such a way that I broke my right ankle. This is only the second time I've had a broken bone in my life. The first was in 2002 or 2003 when I broke my toe in Tae Kwon Do class. That was slightly annoying but as it was on my left foot it didn't have a major impact on my lifestyle. See, my left leg is substantially weaker than my right. Now, I'm in a bit of a mix because I have no solid support to stand on. Thankfully a few years ago I bought an electronic wheelchair off of e-bay for a song. The Orthopedic doctor isn't thrilled with the chair idea but right now it's the only way I can get around. Hopefully the ankle will heal enough so I won't need it for very long.

[1] Yes, the whole blacking out thing was noticed by the doctors. Seems they weren't happy with the idea I'd been having this nearly everyday for a few years and didn't tell them about it. Hey, wha'da expect? I'm a guy. They're lucky my family dragged me in to look at my ankle.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Would you listen to your future self?

Teenagers Listen to No One Not Even Themselves
(As seen on the blog
May 16th, 2008

At 1:00pm today, 27 years ago, I was born. Three years until I am 30. I can’t even believe how fast it feels like time has passed. It seems like just yesterday I was starting grade 10 and falling for my first true love, when in actuality - that happened 12 years ago! 12. Wow.

Now, at 27, what would I tell my former high school self?

Interesting theoretical exercise, this. What would you tell your high school self? Thirty years ago I was just finishing my sophomore year. And 28 years ago it was about three weeks until graduation. There are a lot of things I've learned in the intervening time that, if I could put them to use back then, would really make me an popular and highly sought after guy by the girls. But then, as implied by the title, I know I'd never have listened to a 45yo man in a wheelchair.

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Monday, May 05, 2008

Soldiers Say Porn Ban May Hurt Morale

Soldiers Say Porn Ban May Hurt Morale Stars and Stripes | Seth Robson | May 05, 2008 GRAFENWOHR, Germany -- "Legislation that would restrict the sale of certain men's magazines on U.S. military bases around the world would be bad for morale, according to soldiers at Grafenwöhr."

I have been to Graf. It's an artillery range out in the middle nowhere. You don't get to see many girls there. It's not as bad as being stationed on the Rock or at the DMZ but it's still lacking for anything remotely "interesting" to do.

This topic, though, isn't as cut-n-dry as it might seem. Porn is good but in moderation and at an appropriate time & place. In your bunk after duty with a Playboy. Not on the computer during duty hours. Now, I love porn as much as the next guy. But you can't let it interfere with your life.

Even if you are bored stiff (no pun intended) sitting at a listening post on top of a mountain in Turkey.

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