Headache, Zoey's Foot, & Gone Baby Gone
F*cking
f*ck this f*cking headache is killing
me
I am now
on day four of this damn throbbing headache. No
creatine yesterday! May not be the culprit. Whatever
it is though, is pissing me the hell off. Four days.
FOUR DAYS! No workout today though. Just in case it’s
a “sick” thing instead of truly a “headache” thing.
You never know.
Zoey
cut her foot real bad
We took
the dogs out to the local delta yesterday. All was
well until we got ready to leave. We took a few steps
from where we were sitting, and I turned around and
noticed she was now limping, and her paw was covered
in red. Let me tell you:
A 40lb dog is not really all that heavy. A 40lb dog
you have to carry ½-mile is a freaking lead ton. She
had sliced her foot on something – I am not sure what
– and was bleeding bad enough. It obviously hurt, so
I opted to be the goody daddy and carry her back, so
that it would alleviate her pain and also keep the
wound clean. Well,
cleaner.
I had to stop a few times, though. Take a breather.
It was a clean cut. She got herself on something
sharp, I would suspect glass except I saw none from
where we were to where she was cut. But she cut her
main pad, took off a piece about ½-inch long and
¼-inch deep. Hanging on by a thread. I figure that
it’s going to fall off, because there’s so little
holding it on at the moment, but we left it there
just in case it ‘fuses’ back. Right now it lies
cleaned, neosporined, and wrapped.
I actually expected her to throw a fit about having
her foot wrapped. She’s been OK with it. Surprising.
Hopefully she recovers quickly, because I have no
plans to take her out until she’s 100% in that
regard. Will probably be a while though.
Gone
Baby Gone
Watched
this
last
night. It’s not too bad! I rather liked the movie
itself, though the whole premise about it is
really a question of whether the means justify an
end. In the case of the plot line of this movie, I
think I would have left well-enough alone, where
the main character could not. I’m not going to say
too much about it. It’s not going to bring a tear
to people’s eyes as they contemplate the new
direction of cinema that this film did not bring
to Hollywood. It’s not going to make the AFI’s top
100. But it’s good. I’d say it’s easily
B+ material, almost
maybe an A, but
not quite.
The lead actor is a man named Casey
Affleck. As
you may have guessed, this is a relative to
Ben Affleck. His
younger brother, to be precise. And let me tell
you, you can tell. They look quite similar. To me,
Casey looks like Ben probably looked when he was
20 or something. He’s got that kid-face going on,
you know what I mean?
Anyway, worth checking out. Despite its morbid
premise, I found that I burst out in laughter at a
few spots. I was the only one to do this, which made
me quite glad we rented it instead of going to a
theatre. Apparently my humor is a bit off. I knew
this already, but the audience might have been a
little disgusted. F- ‘em.
Peace.