Ergo Proxy

For the last few weeks Ferret and I have been busy watching this anime series, Ergo Proxy. It was a Netflix recommendation and had gotten a bunch of stars. We ended up repeatedly watching and rewinding the first ten minutes of episode 1 because we were so confused. But, we reasoned, the first episode is always meant to be confusing and things will surely clear up with time. Twelve episodes later and midway through the series, we realized that for every question that is answered, two others remained unanswered. Sadly, this was true even after we had finished watching all of the episodes. For example: Vincent Law is Ergo Proxy, who is the Agent of Death - got it. Why did he destroy his memory? - no clue. Why does he fight other Proxies? - no clue. Original humans created proxies who in turn created other subpar humans to live in domed cities - ok. Why were these other humans necessary if the original humans jetted out on their Boomerang? - no clue. How does Ergo Proxy sidestep the Awakening? - eh?? You can clone proxies - really? Re-L >> Real - damn straight. Overall, I wish they had spent less time with the pseudo philosophy and more time on exposition. I do not need an hour devoted to "I think therefore I am" "you are me and I am you" crap. The Nightmare Quiz Show episode ended up being the clearest episode by far even though it was one of the most bizarre. Even with that episode though, I still don't know if it was Vincent's dream or another Proxy world. Despite all this though, I quite enjoyed the series, both for style and the obscure plot. And I really enjoyed the way the characters kept saying the names: Vincente Lawle (Vincent Law), Daaaydalus (Daedalus). Rate: ****

Brownie Delicioso

GAWD!! So I had been craving brownies ever since I ate the last one SS made (see my sprained ankle post). For an entire week I fought brownie urges and tried to satisfy the craving with little fun sized Snickers but I couldn't fool myself, I wanted brownies and only brownies. Saturday was the first day I could hobble around a bit and I ecstatically hobbled to TJ, with Ferret's assistance. I imagine it was the way a convict who had been sentenced for life and was later freed after 30 years of prison (exoneration via DNA evidence) might have felt. Except I had only been incarcerated for a week, and spent the whole week in my apartment with Mr. Tony, napping and eating nachos and watching SATC. Anyway, I forgot to buy brownie mix on Saturday and the craving just got stronger. So today I basically sprinted/hobbled to TJ directly after work and got a box of my favorite stuff. Mixing was fairly straightforward but I ran into a bit of trouble when I went to locate my cake pan. Of course!! Exactly one week and two days ago, Bee took away cake pan and mixer and baking sheets and I fell down the stairs. Fortunately, he kindly left two Pyrex baking pans and I harnessed all of my engineering skills and hastily created a ghetto tinfoil barricade to form the correct-sized brownie vehicle. I'm sitting here now, tummy distended with brownie and whole milk, feeling like a million bucks. :o)O=

Why Is My Ankle Not Healed Yet Goddamit!

It is day five of my incarceration. Although it's hard to see in this picture because of the horrendously bad angle, the swelling has actually gone down quite a bit in my ankle and foot. Now it is just this awful discolored shade and certain parts are a little puffy and sore. Unfortunately, I still can't put much weight on it and am continuing to hobble around my house in crutches. It really really really sucks. Brownies have long since been devoured, I am pushing through Season 4 of SATC, and have been sleeping maybe 12 hours a day. When will it get better? :o(

A Hobbled Monkey

If you look closely, you'll see that I appear to be hiding a tennis ball in my left ankle. Yesterday when I was carrying a box down my stairs, I somehow missed the last couple of steps and tumbled down, twisting my ankle as I fell. Today my friends rallied around me and spirited me to Student Health for an x-ray and checkup. It was confirmed that I had a sprain, not a break (thankfully!) and I was issued a pair of crutches, a tie-on ice pack and an ankle splint. I really appreciate my kind friends during these times; it's really comforting to know that they are there when I need them. Poodle was wonderful throughout all of this and carried my stuff for me and helped me to the various buildings I needed to get to and commandeered her MS to give me a ride home afterward. And she washed my dishes! Last night when this happened, Ferret came over and iced my ankle and gave me piggy back rides and generally boosted morale. Later he brought a meal that SS had made - fantastic lamb curry with delicious green beans and some brownies for dessert. When the sprain first happened, I called Bunny in tears and she provided emotional support as well as pictorial documentation of her own ankle break a couple of years ago. We sent pictures back and forth but couldn't really diagnose it. In any case, I was cheered. And today AG gave me a ride to Student Health and provided some medical advice: "It's hard to tell, you'll need to get an x-ray." :o) Now I will eat another brownie and watch some Sex and the City.