Those that know me know I had arthroscopic ankle surgery on my left ankle two weeks ago. My recovery has been rapid and I'm amazed at how strong that ankle is already. It's strength will be needed sadly, as I stepped in a pothole yesterday and absolutely destroyed my right ankle. It was extremely painful, with all the requisite popping noises that I have become all too familiar with in my short lifetime. I feel like I should get a medal for making it home from Brooklyn Heights (on the F-train) while hopping on the recovering left ankle. Someone please give me a medal. Let's hope for some miracle that I didn't tear ligaments and that it's not going to require surgery. In the meantime I'm laid up again trying to sort it all out. Luckily, my current livelihood is of the desk job variety so I can still function in society, but being injured does tend to make you question your direction, and I did some soul searching and managed to put a positive spin on things already. I'm not one of the "why God, why me" types, though that's a tempting emotion to succumb to sometimes. I like G.M. Hopkins rejection of that pity from "carrion comfort" the best: "Not, I'll not, despair, not feast on thee;"
So no pity please, just a medal, and maybe some more Vicodin.
aa
Friday, July 11, 2008
Friday, July 4, 2008
Fourth of July!
One of my friends approached me and said he liked this blog specifically for the absence of pictures. I realized I just spelled out "fourth" in this title. Probably a good indication of how verbose I can be. Moving on,
Happy 4th. Thanks people/person for your comments on the elizabeth story. and thanks for the cookies. I have rewritten the ending of the story and will repost it soon. I still feel kinda weird about the McCarthy passages.
Last fourth of July I wandered to Coney Island for the hot dog eating contest. I was a witness to the gastronomic ghastliness of Joey Chesnut setting the world record. Its a spectacle, but inside it make you feel a little bit like a spectator to the microcosm of American excess. Today is significant for me on a lot of levels though, as last Fourth of July is the first real event I associate with moving to Brooklyn. Somewhere last month I passed the year mark here, but this kind of symbolically marks that anniversary for me. and all the retrospection that goes with it. Its been a hard year in some areas and a great one in others. As a celebration of the holiday, here are some good bands I have been listening to over the last couple of weeks. when I learn how to embed mp3's I'll be really cool, but until then, look em up on myspace or something.
JaneVain and the Dark Matter
Oxford Collapse
The weight (kindof alt country. I really dig)
Jay Reatard
Death Vessel
-aa
Happy 4th. Thanks people/person for your comments on the elizabeth story. and thanks for the cookies. I have rewritten the ending of the story and will repost it soon. I still feel kinda weird about the McCarthy passages.
Last fourth of July I wandered to Coney Island for the hot dog eating contest. I was a witness to the gastronomic ghastliness of Joey Chesnut setting the world record. Its a spectacle, but inside it make you feel a little bit like a spectator to the microcosm of American excess. Today is significant for me on a lot of levels though, as last Fourth of July is the first real event I associate with moving to Brooklyn. Somewhere last month I passed the year mark here, but this kind of symbolically marks that anniversary for me. and all the retrospection that goes with it. Its been a hard year in some areas and a great one in others. As a celebration of the holiday, here are some good bands I have been listening to over the last couple of weeks. when I learn how to embed mp3's I'll be really cool, but until then, look em up on myspace or something.
JaneVain and the Dark Matter
Oxford Collapse
The weight (kindof alt country. I really dig)
Jay Reatard
Death Vessel
-aa
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