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Sunday, November 7, 2010
Some weeks are harder than others...
This was a tough week, not so much for the work -- which I'll get into later -- but because last weekend I had an adventure involving a car, a bicycle, and Newtonian Physics. The car was the clear winner by a first-round knockout, leaving the bike a battered loser that took two days and $175 worth of parts and labor to fix.
Having been aboard that bike, I ended up as collateral damage of the soft-tissue variety, still under repair after four hours in my friendly HMO, an arm full of shots, a bottle of antibiotics, fistfuls of Vicodin, and lots of nasty scrapes and bruises. It's been a long time since I had any kind of potentiallly serious accident, allowing me to forget just how vulnerable the human body (particularly an aging one) really is to the combined effects of momentum, inertia, friction, and gravity.
Now I remember just how hard that pavement really is...
The good news -- other than some serious road rash, nothing was broken. All bones remain intact. The bad news -- everything hurt -- and after spending a Sunday hobbling around on a cane feeling 140 years old, I still had to go to work on Monday morning. The details will come later, but for now, let's just say it was a long and painful week. Still, I got through it, and as this missive goes to post, I should be cruising north up Interstate 5 through California's Central Valley for a brief visit to the Home Planet.
Which also happens to be the in the home turf of my team, the newly-crowned World Series Champion San Francisco Giants.
Truth be told, I never thought I'd live to see this team win it all. Will miracles never cease? Does the Apocalypse draw near?*
I'll be back soon. Until then, I'm off the painkillers and in recovery.
* Considering the results of last Tuesday's election, maybe so...