Wasting Time in the Emergency Room....

So....I crashed my BMX @ the skatepark last Sunday. Got my hand all swolled up. It started to heal, and then the swelling came back yesterday. Kind of alarmed me. So I picked the brains of several people including nurses and other medical folk. The general concensus seemed that I should go against my better judgement and get it x-rayed. So I went to through 'Express Care' (ie: ER) here in town. After about 3 hours or so, I was checked out, x-rayed (I now have super-duper powers), had my hand poked, prodded and squeezed and was released. All to tell me I have a fucking sprained ligament. It could have at least been broken. Would have healed faster. I hate going to see doctors. It takes up valuable time. And I'm basically going to pay for 3 hours of chilling out in the hospital, getting some photos taken, and then telling me to wrap and tape it like I've been doing. FUCK!! Buy some Ghostship shit to help me cover my co-pays damnit!

NYC....

Went to NY the other day. Spent some time @ the Cloisters, walked through the gardens, looked at some cool Medival art. I'm really not into art from that time period, but thinking about how it's lasted this long and being able to stand right next to it really trips me out! Went down into Brooklyn and ate some Pizza @ Grimaldis. Walked back to Manhattan via the Brooklyn Bridge. Go to check out the Blue Man Group thanks to my friend Bernie who works there (thanks!) went out and had some drinks afterwards, then caught the last train back to NH! Whew! Great time for sure! Check out the photos:





-Ahhh. Brooklyn.



-Me and Bernie.


-Me and Melissa.


-Bernie and her husband Arsenio.


-the photo is blurry because of the caffeine.