--234 days.

--So, yeah...the former title of this blog makes an appearance. Why? Well, I have to keep this short until I relearn the keyboard sans the use of my left pinkie finger, which is either dislocated or worse. The doctors in the ER believe that it is not dislocated, since they pulled and pulled and nothing happened. They believe that I may have tendon damage. I have to see a hand specialist later this week, hopefully.

You figured after 25 or so years of playing all kinds of sports and having nary more than a sprained ankle to show for it (knocking hard on wood), I was due. And softball was the culprit. I'll explain another time though...

Since I'm currently on Vicadin and going between being wired and very tired, that's it. Plus, it's tough to type this way right now. I'll get better, but not right now.