Getting back to being my normal self, as a day in the office tends to force you into a sense of normalcy. My body has finally come around to getting with the program and most of the knots in my back have untied though a few are still pretty stubborn. I’ll probably be living on Advil for a couple more days but all in all it looks like I’ve gotten through this mess. Heck, we even won at trivia tonight so everything seems to be back in working order upstairs as well.
(One of my strange tendencies whenever I have a health scare is to recite strange and unusual facts as I assume that if I can recall these then nothing can be seriously wrong. As a teenager I used to run though every math equation I knew and then recite sines, cosines and tangents in both degrees and radians. I’ve mellowed a bit with age as last night I sat in bed and recounted the history of the WWF heavyweight title from 1978 to 1995. Obviously if I can describe how Andre the Giant won the title from Hulk Hogan due to an evil twin referee, then selling the title to Ted Dibiasie a minute thus causing the title to be vacated until a title tournament was held at the Trump Casino in Atlantic City won by Macho Man Randy Savage then things are back to normal. Not good mind you, but normal.)
Here is a sign of just how confusing I am as a person. Now that entire last paragraph would indicate that I’m a bit of a geek. The collection of Voltron DVDs and Beavis and Butthead episodes would tend to confirm that fact. However, I received today my official invitation to an art gallery opening in Las Vegas next month thanks to my art dealer. Yes, I legitimately have an art dealer who I’ve purchased some artwork through and who keeps an eye out on some artists for me. It was a connection I made during one of my trips to New Orleans (who then became a Vegas connection once Katrina washed him over to that part of the country.) Haven’t decided if I’ll go or not. I’ve never been to Vegas and given how much I hate walking through the casinos in KC I’m not sure if Vegas would be a better experience. Plus I’ve seen CSI. I know what happens to a lone vacationer in that town.
I’m guessing this is going to turn into a rather calm weekend for me. After the events of this week, calm is the best I can hope for. I’ll probably try to stop by the Plaza Art Fair as this is the first time in years that I’ve actually been in town the weekend it is held. I really want to see The Brunettes tomorrow night and as long as my body agrees to it I’ll go. That’s not a guarantee, it really is going to be a moment by moment decision. I have the ND-Michigan State game to…to…endure. Maybe we’ll actually score a touchdown this time. We haven’t beaten Michigan State at home since before I was a Notre Dame student and I don’t know if this is going to be the one. I’ll just have to find a place to cheer on my Illini then.
That’s it for this week. Sorry for the state of the postings but you really do not want to know what I’ve gone through this week. Posting to the blog is one of my daily highlights but this week all I wanted to do was sleep and recover. Just think of it this way, you’ll get two The Pick Up Artist recaps including the season finale. You need no other reason to keep reading.
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