\ \ Out

At this moment I'm lunch, which consists of a hamburger bun with butter and strawberry jam, instant coffee and really icebergy iceberg lettuce salad with red onions a feta cheese and balsamic vinagrette dressing.  It was all that remained in my kitchen after I threw everything out last night.  I guess I could munch on some 

mocha flavored custard pies (eewww) that some bastard brought to my house the other day.

Anyway, the house is clean, bags are packed, I'm ready to get on up out of this piece for a bit.  I'll leave you this food for thought:

\ \ My Foot is Getting Better

As you can see from the photographs below, I'm no longer wearing a hard splint; in fact, I've been hobbling along quite well without assistance for almost the last week, and should be 90% recovered by the time I get on that plane 9 days from now.  

As long as I was taking pictures of my foot, I thought it'd be fun to take pictures of it with ALL of my lenses, starting with the (left - right, top - bottom) 50mm f1.4 / 40mm f2/ 30mm f1.4/ 24mm f2/ 21mm f3.2, and finishing up with the good ole' 14mm 2.8.  Not that anybody cares about this, but I'm considering selling the 30 and/or 21 and either investing in the sexy 77mm f1.8 or maybe putting some of that money towards a new K-7.  Just the thought of using the shallow depth of field or super wide angle of some of the lenses in my arsenal with full HD video makes me want to orgasm and then go out and make a documentary about middle school kids getting beat at school or a pretentious music video featuring a shitty local band.

\ \ Some photos from the past........ ...

\ \ Hopefully this will be me someday...BTW I can walk!

\ \ Countries with no Mickey D's / I had a little Accident

Nations unable to bask in Ronald's presence are in gray.  I have been to two of these countries!

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Riding my bike home from hiking on Saturday, an ajumma making an illegal left turn side swiped me, crunching my foot between her car and the bike.  I went flying, and now all the ligaments in my left foot are all messed up.  It's certainly an interesting experience.  While I was amazed at how efficient the insurance company is at taking care of this and how little paper work there is (I'm even apparently getting settlement money without having to threaten to sue!), making it relatively stress - free, the hospital is a bit ghetto.  It's kind of self-serve, if you can imagine.  I had to get friends to go back to my house and pickup toiletries, a water bottle, and such.  And the nurses just kind of leave you to your own devices, and ask me if I want medication and such instead of telling me what to do.  I am also in a room with 5 old men, one of whom is 92 years old; all of whom snore like freight trains all night long.  All things considered though, it's not too bad, and I have cute nurses slappin' my butt every few hours after each injection of painkillers, so I guess I can't complain too much.