One for Rae

I can't tell if this is real or not but either it is real and it's the most amazing feat of 8-bit gaming I've ever seen, or it's the best fake gaming video I've ever seen. Either way I'm impressed.

Thought of Rae when I saw this.

-iRob

"All your base are belong to us"
-Zero Wing

Gotta love the Hoff.

I just realized I can't tell the difference between reality and parody. I suppose it's been a long time since Knight Rider. -iRob "Before long, I'll have my own channel - I'll be like Barney." -David Hasselhoff

This just in

Did you know it's more fun to Wiki Google than it is to Google Wiki?

Neither did I.

-iRob

My Humps

Hump, actually. I have what is known as a Gangleon Cyst, and it hurts like hell.

This type of condition is a small pocket of fluid, located in the lining of a joint. Most commonly on the wrist, or fingers. The cause isn't known, but it is generally considered to be made worse by use.

It isn't news, I've had it for a while. Years, actually. I first started developing it after I first started working on chain mail, and since then over the years every hobby I started that used my wrist had the effect of cultivating it like a little fleshy bonzai tree.

It is on the back of my right wrist, on a 27 year old male, and is about 2 cm in diameter. All of this is not unusual. What is unusual is how much it hurts me. That's new, starting in the last couple of weeks. Apparently in a small number of cases it can put a strong pressure on the nerves around that area, and cause a great deal of pain. Lucky me.

It's been coming and going for ever, but before now all it did before was limit my mobility a bit and it was somewhat uncomfortable. They are sometimes called 'Bible Cysts' because of the traditional treatment - Smash it with the biggest book you can find. I have previously indulged in this quasi-folksy treatment and it does work, although the momentary pain can fairly be compared with your soul being forcibly removed from your still-living bones.

Problem is it always comes back. After extensive research I have decided to seek professional medical attention. So I went to a clinic, and the doctor made me an appointment with a plastic surgeon. I go under the knife in probably around 3 months, if I'm lucky.

Most likely they will simply drain the fluid and replace it with a tiny amount of a corticosteroid, but if the doctor decides it's more serious he can open me up and remove it surgically.

Of course I forgot to ask the big questions, like "So I guess I shouldn't keep popping it so that the surgeon has something to work on, right?" and "Is it O.K. to work out if I put it in a splint?". But 90 minutes in a walk in clinic waiting room followed by 25 in a cold examination room turns any mind to cheese.

Good times.

iRob

“I got the bill for my surgery. Now I know what those doctors were wearing masks for.”
-James H. Boren

It's in good order, apart from the parts I need.

I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian. Oops, I mean a 98 Saturn SC1.

With the imminent death of my car on the horizon, I've been checking out other options. Tonight I amused myself by taking a test drive in a car I have no intention of buying any time soon. I didn't count on falling in love.

It was hard, but I managed to talk myself out of buying it then and there. The fact that they were unlikely to take my car as a trade in for the entire purchace price of the Civic probably played a part in my decision.

It seems strange now these years later that I am so anxious to replace my Saturn. It doesn't seem that long ago that I was very much into it. I used to follow all of the Saturn designs. It says something to me that they came out with an entirely new line of car that I never noticed until I saw one on the street.

Sigh. I need a new job. One that pays.

-iRob

"Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, for there are plenty of others."
-Otto Rank

Ach!

So had a good time with some friends at the Highland Games at Fort Edmonton today. Spent the afternoon there and had some fun.

Got to try Haggis for the first time. It wasn't too bad until Jenn pointed out the striking resemblance to cat food. That put me off it a bit. She had a point though. For anyone who doesn't know, Haggis is a sheeps heart, liver, and lungs, mixed with oatmeal and spices, and then boiled in the sheeps stomach for about an hour. Mmm.

Got to watch a snippit of the Heavy Events as well. I don't know much about my Scottish heritage, but as far as I can see this sport consists largely of finding heavy objects and throwing them. It doesn't seem to matter much, (big rocks, sticks, etc) Whatever is handy.

Jenn voiced the question that for those who take these events extremely seriously and devote a large amount of time and energy into training for them, do they start to view objects in terms of weight? After all, if all you have is a hammer...

"Aye, it's a fine car, laddie, but hae far can yea heave it?!"

-iRob

Do you hear what I hear?

That's Fantastic! My good friend Dr Jen has provided me with the most lovely reference material in relation to my latest post. If you want to see for yourself, check it out here.

It's about 5 pages long and I doubt I'll ever read the whole thing, but it does have the best graphic of an ear I've ever seen. (And I'm speaking now as an amature ear photographer.)




-iRob

Life Mimics Art

So on Feb 18 2004, The Onion, (Americas Finest News Source) produced this parody, mocking the cold-war style proliferation of blades on the latest round of men's shaving technology.

One year later in 2005, Gilette unveils this razor, with five blades:



I'm not really going anywhere with this, but I thought it was funny.

-iRob

"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery."
-Charles Caleb Colton

Deaf ears

My ears are loud.

When I am walking in a strong wind, (such as there was today), my ears make noise. They stick out from my head just enough that if I am walking directly into the wind, I hear a loud 'whoosh' noise as the air rattles around my head.

If I turn my head to the right or left far enough, so that one ear is facing the wind, and one ear is sheltered, it doesn't happen. That's how I know that it's my ears making the noise. It changes the angle enough that the wind hits my ear and stops, but doesn't run past it and sound like a waterfall.

They are somewhat normal ears, one on each side and aproximately the same shape. They don't get a lot of comments. Therefore I'm forced to assume that other people's ears make a 'whoosh' sound in the wind as well.

Do your ears go 'whoosh'?

-iRob

"And he said unto them, He that hath ears to hear, let him hear."
- The Bible

EDIT: I worry about a mind that can think thoughts like this one. I'm really tired.

A Dearth of "Yar".

So with us going home to see Pirates tomorrow in costume with many a friend, it occured to me recently that it would probably be good if I had one. (Costume, not Pirate. Although that would be cool too!)

Who would have thought that one day wouldn't be enough to come up with a stellar Captain Jack costume? Well, I thought that, but I decided to chance it anyway. I'll have to give up on accurate and go for creative. Maybe I'll have to do a different Cap'n. Hmm. Maybe not.

Tell you what - If this show is as good as the first one I'll commit to a decent costume. One I can wear for Haloween, and to the premeire of P-III: Rise of the Crossbones. If I start as soon as the movie lets out tomorrow I can have something kick-ass before Oct 31.

Deal?

-iRob

“Where there is a sea there are pirates”
- Greek Proverb