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Denver snow March 24 2010

The dog is my samoyed named Moya - after the ship in Farscape.

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crap

Curb check = face laceration and another trip to the ER

I did it again. For some reason I have been incredibly accident prone lately. I took the dog out around 10pm on Saturday night. We usually run for short little sprints. Moya and I never go across Downing towards the country club, but that night I decided I'd take her over there so maybe she'd stop pulling so much every time we get close. She's like me, hates taking the same route twice and loves going to new places. So I bolted with her across Downing. I slipped on a thin clear sheet of ice and slammed my face right into a curb. Fortunately I didn't knock myself out and Moya came bouncing back to see what was wrong. She staid by my side until I figured out where my glasses were. For the 2 or 3 minutes I stood there collecting my senses, glasses, and trying to keep blood in a cab sat maybe 2 feet away. He sat there and watched me but never rolled the window down to ask if I needed help. When I got back to the tower I scared the shit out of some lady taking her dog out. Literally my face and hands were covered in blood. I mumbled it looked worse than it was and then got in the elevator. She never said a word.

When I walked into the apartment I told Grace I broke my glasses again. She said how in an annoyed voice and I walked into the office where she was playing WoW with my hand soaked in blood holding about 50 paper towels to the cut. Of course she freaked out and I told her I wasn't going to the emergency room. My last experience was horrible and they hurt worse than the actual accident. Typical of my bloody injuries I could not look at it without wanting to vomit and then pass out. I knew I just had to wait and my nerves would calm. After about 2 hours of laying on the couch and reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians I took a look at it.

Man did it look cool. I put a huge gash above my left eye. I mean huge as in flesh showing and stuff. What happened was my glasses hit the curb first and then moved above my eye and cut a huge gash. My brand new glasses by the way. Then I bled all over my nice North Face jacket and brand new new balance running shoes. When it rains it pours I guess. I never thought it was that bad because head wounds bleed like crazy. I thought I just made a little scrape, maybe worthy of stitches but if it wasn't that bad I wasn't going to the emergency room to deal with f'n needles and burning saline solution. Unfortunately this was pretty f'n horrible and the bleeding still hadn't stopped. Grace took me in and of course I got stung with a thousand needles and then they burned me with the f'n saline solution when they cleaned it out. At one point the doctor was numbing an area the nurse forgot (that was burning from the cleaning) and his syringe exploded. I'm not kidding. Numbing medication burst everywhere. In my eye, my mouth, my face, Grace, the doc. And he left the needle half stuck in my wound while he scrambled for another. Yes, they have to stick these f'n needles in the actual wound to numb it so they can sow it shut.

Needless to say I'm going to try and be more careful. Today I am incredibly sore and I can't open the eye. I did manage a shower though so at least I'm clean

*Warning*, the pics below are f'n awesome.

Most immoral ad I’ve seen

wtf?

I just saw this ad on a blog I frequent. The ad is for a site that gets married men and women together for affairs.

Buzz Buzz!

Here are some pictures of 10 Lined June Bugs or as I like to call them Buzz Buzz!

Finger Tip a GoGo

Last week on Thursday I chopped a bit of my finger tip off. Maybe I should back up. For a while now I've been more and more interested in cooking and every other month I take a stab at it. My most recent stab was some pan seared grouper with a mango salsa. In my forays into cooking I bought a decent set of knives that included a chef's knife. I had the chef's knife out and was going to town on some roasted peppers and went right through the tip of my left ring finger.

My immediate reaction was to curse and shake my hand. It felt like I jammed it, not like I'd cut it. Shaking it spurt blood all over the kitchen. I realized I cut it pretty deep so I ran it under some water which hurt more and made me realize some of it was gone. That's when my wife Grace lost it. I stayed pretty calm and told her to find me a towel or something and I flung it on and applied pressure. Then Grace rushed me to the emergency room with me telling her to slow down because I wasn't in mortal danger.

We ended up at Denver Health downtown, the closest hospital. I waited 5 hours in the trauma ward (no joke, trauma) and after they stopped rushing people in from motorcycle accidents and assaults I finally asked someone if they could stitch my finger up. The stitching and cleaning was the worst part. I've never felt that burn before, holy f'n shit did it hurt. The nurse gave me some pretty painful numbing shots and before waiting for it to get number she started cleaning it. And all she did was squirt some sterile water on it. Albeit on my open finger tip. She finally stopped and left with a hellish cackle so her boss could come and try to cause more pain. haha! The finger was numb.

In between all this I realized I don't like the inside of my finger. At one point I was sitting in the nurses office answering questions and all of a sudden I got queasy and then almost fainted. I had no idea how to handle it. I just said, "I feel faint." And then I couldn't see shit and the nurse told me to put my head between my legs because I was a big pussy. I did it one more time when the doc was stitching me but I had enough control to make it through. She gave me some bs about my heart rate lowering and no oxygen to the brain but I what she really meant was I was a dickless excuse for a man and shouldn't have even come to the emergency room. Then she spat in my open wound.

Hey, how about some pictures?

All cleaned and full of burning

the bit I cut off

stitched

Bandaged up

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