Knee saga, episode 4.

I'll bet you thought the knee saga was over. I'll bet you're thinking to yourself right now: episode 4 must be about how great her knee is feeling, because there is NO POSSIBLE WAY she could have done anything else to make it worse.

Well, you'd be half right, which isn't all bad.

My left knee is feeling great. Two months of physical therapy have paid off and now I am completely back in the game.

I decided to celebrate by tripping down the stairs and spraining my right knee.

I'm cool.

I hope there's someone out there who finds this as funny as I do.

I drove by the sign for Hooker's Furniture today and thought how funny it would be if that store catered exclusively to hookers. And then I saw the other sign.

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"What? I dated your mother? Oh my god. . . . How is your mother?"

This week's album cover is brought to you by sandwiches. ...I'm hungry.

Did you miss me?

Recalled to life

So, when I got back to my room from writing the previous post on my dad's computer, my computer was alive again.

Welcome back to the world, Tom.

Tom lasted a whole two years!

It's been a while since I've posted, and I was all geared up to write something thoughtful, when my laptop, Tom, ceased to work.

Granted, it's been dying for a while, and I was planning on buying a new computer at the end of the summer. But still! The nerve!

I am profoundly glad that I backed up the entire thing, including all my music, yesterday.


Tomorrow I'll post about what Rivka and I did on Saturday, aka the BEST AFTERNOON EVER.

"Before the Sweater"

I've never really thought about it, but sheep-shearers have to learn their trade somehow, right?

There's a cute slideshow, too.

Photo: Janie Osborne for The New York Times