Monday, August 11, 2008

The Wrist Pop

I damaged my wrist a couple days ago (don't ask how, really!) We can't afford X-rays, but I broke my wrist in 4th grade, I remember what it was like, and this isn't as bad. I've got a brace on it that prevents my wrist and thumb from moving. As for the bones, they're not too bad or I'd be in enormous pain, and honestly my wrist feels great so long as I don't use it. Maybe sprained, maybe broken, who knows. If it's still really sore after my birthday, we might suck it up and get x-rays after all. I REALLLLY do not want to be in a cast during the summer again.

Typing like this hurts after five minutes or so, which means my novel writing is on hiatus. That's fine, I just finished Shadowstrider Book 7 a couple weeks ago. I don't think I blogged about that, so belated YAY for me! Anyway, with the book done, I can go through and start revisions. So my wrist gets some rest.

Otherwise, I'm fine. Matt's taking me out tomorrow for my birthday. And he has a special present for me. I get to find out tomorrow.

Best of wishes to everyone! Summer is halfway over. Ahhhhh!

Friday, August 08, 2008

8-8-08

Just posting about the numerological significance of today. 8-8-08.

One of my favorite weird numerological coincidences was an old neighbor's sister whose lucky number was 8. She had a lovely baby girl on 8-8-88 at 8:28 who weighed 8 pounds and 8 ounces. Now that's cool!

Oh, and yay for the Olympics!

I know there's all sorts of brouhaha about it being in China and political issues and human rights protests, but you know what, the Olympics were meant to transcend politics. It didn't matter if you were from democratic-loving Athens or one of those toss-the-baby-over-the-cliff oligarchical Spartans (insert obligatory "THIS IS SPARTA" just to get it out of my system), athletes came to the Olympics to compete for individual glory. In fact, during the Greek Olympics, there was a truce held throughout Greece (and yes, Sparta did once break that truce, so they were forbidden from attending... don't ask how I remember these weird historical facts).

Anyway, the Olympics were MEANT as a time of peace, a promotion of camaraderie, a celebration of the human form and physical strength.

True, it's had its political moments. The Nazi's hosting the Berlin games as an "oh look at us we're the good guys" maneuver, then demanding that the USA not have two Jewish athletes, only to receive an in-your-face from African-American Jesse Owens ("take that you racist Nazi scumbag"). And those two guys with their Black Power salute back in the 60s. And let's not forget the 1996 bombing or the Black September terrorists. (shudder)

For some people, politics are just too hard to put behind them. For some, winning a metal isn't just about a personal achievement, it's a national victory. No matter how we optimists would love the Olympics to be "pure" and a competition for Humans, not insert-nationality-here, I also try to be a realist (difficult and not as fun, I know). Considering the condition of this world, I'm surprised political problems have been so few. If you bring that many nations together, you're gonna have issues. Many people are just too shallow, mundane, uneducated (and all sorts of insults I can toss out knowing they will all bounce off their rubbery, hollow heads) to accept that we are one race: Human!

It's gonna take the Vulcans coming to teach us that bit of logic, I guess :P

But you have no idea how many times I've heard people compare the Beijing Olympics to the Nazis. I mean, come on, this is Godwin's Law in flamboyant action here! My favorite is the claim that the Olympic torch is made from Nazi gold, because "Levono" (Chinese name for powerhouse company IBM) had something to do with the gas chambers. What that "something" is, no one will say. I mean, why don't you blame 14 million deaths on the company that made the frickin' locking mechanism, and then claim the Olympics are Nazi because the port-a-pots all use the same frickin' locks.

Really, it's that crazy. I for one am going to watch those US gymnastics girls with the same amazed wonder as if they were in Egypt, Spain, Lithuania, Kuwait, or Easter Island.

Yeah, okay, that's enough for my lousy rant. I'm so bored. Can't wait for my birthday!

Happy 8-8-8.