October 31st, 2007
7:26 pm
I have a long history of really getting the most out of my knees. I tore them both up pretty good when I was young, and I have a nice 8-inch scar from the surgery that removed a big chunk of the meniscus from the right one.
I was just thinking recently how nice it is that I’ve not had any knee problems in years. Famous last words …
I walked out on some slippery rocks along the shore here in Phuket (Thailand) to get a picture of some colorful crabs two days ago, and fell hard in part because I was protecting my camera instead of my body. No big deal, I’m used to this, I can shake it off … I even went out and played a round of golf immediately afterward.
But after two days of increasing swelling and deteriorating attitude, I’ve given up. I can’t even walk this morning, so I’ve booked flights to head home. I won’t be going to India this trip after all, in the interest of getting my knee elevated at home ASAP. Although since flights are a mess for some reason this week, “ASAP” means fly to Bangkok this afternoon, spend the night there, then go to Narita (Tokyo), Portland, and Seattle.
For everyone’s amusement, here are a few photos …
October 27th, 2007
3:36 pm
UPDATED: I’m having trouble with my internet connection here and can’t seem to create a new post (like happened in Nairobi a few months ago), so I’ve updated this one with a photo I was lucky to get yesterday, of a rainbow over a little island. That’s two rainbows in four days, on different sides of the planet — must be a good sign.
No time to work out the internet problem now (tee time, you know), so I’ll figure this out later when I can, but enjoy …
October 23rd, 2007
10:02 pm
Megan asked why I didn’t post this picture with the Asher photos.
I had no ready reply.
October 21st, 2007
5:40 pm
Max McGee, who scored the first touchdown in the first Super Bowl, died yesterday when he fell off his roof while clearing leaves.
A bit of a party animal, Max had a famous quote that’s included in the Sports Illustrated article on his death:
“When it’s third-and-10,” McGee once said, “you can take the milk drinkers and I’ll take the whiskey drinkers every time.”
I’ve just left the Seahawks game here in Seattle (they beat the Rams 33-6), and am headed to dinner with my good friend Ted from Orlando, where I intend to have a scotch in memory of Max. He was 75.
October 19th, 2007
5:36 pm
We left work a little early today and made it home just in time for a 5:00 rainbow over Lake Washington …
October 16th, 2007
9:45 pm
There’s a strange new decal on the back door in the kitchen. It’s something they gave Megan when she forgot her badge recently.
We’ll see how it works.
October 16th, 2007
9:05 pm
Monday evening Al Pearcy was in town, and my brother Ken and I went out with him. Al grew up in our neighborhood, but he’s been an air traffic controller in Anchorage for the last 20 years and I’ve only seen him once briefly in all that time.
In the early 80s we had spent countless hours playing at the bars around Seattle on evenings and weekends, so it was a fun chance to discuss glory days. Al and I took the top two prizes ($1000 and $500) in the Defender contest that Arnold’s in the U district put on in the summer of 1981, and then a year later Al and Ken were in the army and I was in Chicago. This was the first time we’ve played games since then.
Unfortunately, there isn’t a Defender at Gameworks these days, and the Robotron was broken. But we found a few working remnants of the stone age, including a Ms. Pac-Man …
October 11th, 2007
5:39 pm
Man, I have all the luck. As faithful Doug’s World readers know, I got a pretty silly traffic ticket a few months ago. And now this: a ticket for running a red light, from a hidden camera monitoring the intersection of Rainier and Orcas.
OK, so I did in fact push the light a bit, because I was running late to meet my friend Eric for a beer. But still. This is America. And in the America I grew up in (cue the “Star Spangled Banner” here), if you knew for sure there were no cops around, you could run red lights all you wanted.
And more importantly, in that same mom-and-apple-pie America, when you got a ticket the process started with an opportunity to talk your way out of it. But how can you negotiate with a camera? One you don’t even know is there?
I love the corner of my Nine Inch Nails bumper sticker in the license-plate closeup. That’s probably the real reason they wrote me up. I should replace it — anybody know where to get an “I heart cops” bumper sticker? Maybe one in the shape of a fish or a badge or something?
October 6th, 2007
3:21 pm
I went through a bunch of pictures to get some albums organized for my Facebook profile, and came across the first picture I ever took of Megan.
It’s one I snapped quickly on our third date while she was answering a phone call. I’ve also included the 8th picture I took of her, an hour or so later in the bar at EMP (Experience Music Project).
She adjusted to the new lifestyle quickly.
