Credit where it's due

Okay, in the interest of fairness and equity, any good lyrics you find on this page may have actually been written by Dan Brown, unless they are laden with sexual innuendo, in which case he did NOT write them. Lying naked in a garden? That's Dan. Because he's just lying there, naked, minding his own business. Putting the bleach in re-e-e-e-al slow? That'd be me.

Here's a photo of my Dad trying to read me a bicycle safety manual when I was two. I clearly wasn't paying attention. But who reads a book outside in February?

My update: not much to report. My infection is much better, responding to antibiotics and the excellent unnecessary tour of the UW Madison ER. I've been doing a lot of napping and reading. I think once I'm a little better healed, I'll be able to be more mobile and get out and do things. It feels like my pain is pretty well managed and if I could be just a little more healed I could push it to the next step, which might mean trips to Iowa City, Barnes and Noble. I'd actually give my left nut to climb into a kayak right now, but that's beside the point. I'd like to fast forward this process, but I'd probably miss a meaningful part, right?

I looked at my bike yesterday. It is truly not damaged. I felt a little resenful.