Two more quick finger stories.

The night before surgery, I wrote "NO" on my left hand. But Jen made me clean it off. Maybe she was afraid they would see it upside down and think they were supposed operate "ON" my left hand.

The cast has also been incredibly hot and itchy. I can't seem to get a good scratch going. I've tried my fingers... pens... everything. The one thing I've found that provides some satisfaction is driving around with my hand out the moon roof. Ahhh... Sweet relief.

The first pics for "Stuff on My Pat":

New cast.

What's on my head?

Dear Netflix,

We should get together sometime. I think we'd get along just fine.

Sincerely,

Porn

The Badlands of Southern New England.

You are traveling across the swampy tundra of Southern New England during the middle of a brutal cold snap. You have managed to find dry shelter for the night, but your supplies are running low. It is in the low teens outside (even colder with the 30 mile per hour winds) with no relief in sight. Do you stay inside and ride out the cold weather? Or do you venture outside to find provisions?

Stay inside - turn to page 28.

Venture out - turn to page 47.

love story.

"We can't see each other anymore. Not like this."

"Why? Does your wife know?"

"No. But I think she suspects. She says I've been acting 'differently' lately. 'Distracted.'"

"I see. Did I do something wrong?"

"No. It's not you. You've been great. But I have to break things off... Sooner, rather than later."

"Oh well. We both knew it would end someday."

"I'll always love you, Vicodin."

Your results:
You are Will Riker

Will Riker 80% James T. Kirk (Captain) 60% Jean-Luc Picard 55% Chekov 55% Spock 50% Geordi LaForge 50% Worf 50% Deanna Troi 50% Uhura 45% Beverly Crusher 40% Data 36% Mr. Scott 35% Mr. Sulu 35% An Expendable Character (Redshirt) 30% Leonard McCoy (Bones) 20%

At times you are self-centered but you have many friends. You love many women, but the right woman could get you to settle down.

Click here to take the Star Trek Personality Quiz

Productivity.

Too bad I currently have the attention span of someone with a very short attention span, otherwise I could get some writing done.

Also, I can't use my right hand.

Best of 2005.

Here's the track listing for the "Best of 2005" CD. I'm pretty pleased with the way it turned out.

1.Sigur Rós....Glósóli
2.Spoon....I Turn My Camera On
3.The White Stripes....Blue Orchid
4.The New Pornographers....Twin Cinema
5.A Band Of Bees....Chicken Payback
6.Beck....E-Pro
7.The New Pornographers....These Are The Fables
8.Death Cab For Cutie....Marching Bands of Manhattan
9.Stephen Malkmus....Baby C'mon
10.Nada Surf....Blankest Year
11....And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead.... Worlds Apart
12.Lou Barlow....If I Could
13.The Mountain Goats....Dance Music
14.Ben Folds....Landed
15.The Go! Team....Get It Together
16.The New Pornographers....The Bleeding Heart Show
17.Sufjan Stevens....Chicago
18.Feist....Mushaboom
19.The Go! Team....Ladyflash



Looking forward to 2006, I think Arctic Monkeys are going to be huge.

Magic 8-Ball, will I be going to work tomorrow?

Don't count on it.

Pull my finger...


I ended up getting two pins put in it.

It hurts. A lot.

It feels like I'm being crushed and stretched at the same time.

My whole hand is wrapped up. I'm going to be left handed for the next several weeks.

I also have to wear this thing that looks like some kind of foam cat condo when I'm sitting or sleeping.

But you know me... I can't complain.


(additional photography by J. Canole)

So much for my hand modeling career...

I broke the middle finger on my right hand playing basketball last week.

After a week of tests and consultations, I'm getting a pin put in my finger tomorrow.

There will be lots of Vicodin this weekend.

Next week, I'm getting fitted for my bubble so I never injure myself again.

There was a blood drive on campus last week. I gave.

Even though they already had me in their system, there was all kinds of paperwork to fill out. Once I had promised that I had never had sex with a monkey for drugs or money, I moved on to the interview.


Nurse: Are you here between classes? That's nice.

Me: No, I work here.

(Ahhh... My own little "On Staff!" moment.)


Seriously... It was almost ALL college girls giving blood. The only men there were my age or older (I guess dudes don't have time for giving blood).

The girl in front me was having a tough time after she finished up. She almost passed out as she was sitting with her cookies. She said she had done this six times before and never had a problem (she looked to be all of a hundred pounds... Not sure how they even let her give blood). She proceeded to beat herself up for a good 10 minutes. I made her laugh at the whole situation, and reminded her that it was lunch time and she was probably just hungry. She seemed to buy that.

Me to Nurse (on my way out): Hey, do I look pale?

Nurse: No.

Me: Then that's odd... Because I NORMALLY look fairly pale.


So, in exchange for a pint of my A+, I got a coupon for a pound of Dunkin' Donuts coffee and a few packages of cookies. Not a bad deal.

Pat the Pirate

Arrrrrgh. It be too hot in me office. I be sweating me balls off.

Beefs.

I'm about 1 more mad cow scare away from never eating beef again, but man do I love me some beef and broccoli.

Humility.

Humility is being a liberal democrat, looking at our current President, and saying to yourself, "Man, we couldn't beat that guy?!"