Limbs
Playing netball on Monday night, I got the little finger on my left hand smushed (i.e., the ball sped into and hit the end of my finger). It hurt a lot, and has been going through a variety of interesting colours ever since. It’s now a lovely yellow-grey mix. I can wiggle it pretty freely now, so I’m confident it’s not broken. I could even type with it the morning afterwards, so it can’t have been that bad really.
The episode is a replay of what happened to me when I kicked the bed one morning a couple of years ago, and now that I’ve done it to extremities on hand and foot, I feel as I should be excused from all similar incidents in the future. (We didn’t even win our netball game either.)
Links
Rather than attempt Jamie’s challenge (I will eventually, but it looks a tough one), I’ll sign off with a bunch of links I like:
- a semi-serious discussion of how to destroy the world, and he really means destroy: merely wiping out humanity doesn’t count at all;
- a review of the Left Behind series of books (apocalyptic fundamentalist nonsense embodying a lot of hatefulness) from Harper’s magazine;
- an amusing description of part of the book production process, from the perspective of an academic author; and
- a heart-warming (written in that journalistic style which tells you it must be heart-warming) story about disadvantaged Latino high-school kids winning a national robotics competition in the USA.
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