It doesn't hurt that I have injured myself playing basketball with my son. A calf tear (level 2-3) has left me nearly immobile going into a holiday weekend. No doctors. The waiting room was packed at the hospital. That's not exactly reassuring should something serious happen. I literally turned around, went home and hit the ice relying on self-diagnosis by Internet. Looks like a doctor visit next week. Oh well. At least I have my science fiction "friends" (as The One To Be Pitied calls them) to keep me occupied until then.
What are you watching?
God bless the USA and the great American experiment!
Happy Fourth!
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