I was going to blog about some world news and stuff. You know, like the whole Obama/Clinton thing, or about Arthur C. Clarke's passing. But I decided that many more people with better resources have probably spoken about these things with far greater insight than I can ever hope to offer. So I bring you the crap in my own personal life.
I think I may have broken my little toe. I was walking barefoot in the basement when I accidentally kick the leg of a wood coffee table. It hurt. A LOT. It wasn't bleeding, so I basically ignored it. 12 hours later, I found it hard to walk on and running was impossible. The next morning, it had blown up and turned the purlpe of an angry bruise, and my foot had begun to change color as well. Everyone says that there's nothing you can do with a broken toe, so I'm just ignoring it at this point. It's uncomfortable, but not actively painful, unless I'm getting a shoe on or off. And I can touch it and bend it without too much agony. So, whatever it is, I've got it. All you amateur podiatrists can take a gander:
