Called the doctor who did my ankle surgery to look into getting an appointment, and he's retired. Oy.

He probably considered your ankle a masterpiece he could never top--although he tried, fruitlessly. So he had no choice but to retire.

I like cornmeal pudding.

bon, how did bob not let you have anchovies?

Hitler or Coulter Quiz! [link]

HAPPY ANNIVERSARIES FRED PETE HUBS AMYCH AND DH!!!!!

Good thing we gave all those tax cuts to the middle class instead of the rich, seeing as the rich are already doing so well....

Sighh... yeah. They're destabilizing my building like crazy. My whole neighborhood, actually. Market rate for my 200 sq. ft. apartment (with a new kitchen) is $1,800. Hell, my income in only 'middle class' for a single person because I live in NYC and with a moderate amount of debts being paid off I can barely make the $1,100 I pay for it.

I think, in order to have one, cities really need to commit to having a middle class these days. Permitting rampant destabalization (f.y.i. - there is a difference betweend 'rent stabalized' and 'rent control'. the former means the rent can only go up a certain percentage a year but it does go up. the latter is almost nonexistant anymore) is pretty much declaring we don't want one.

He probably considered your ankle a masterpiece he could never top--although he tried, fruitlessly. So he had no choice but to retire.

Lovely thought, although my guess is that he ran out of room to store the buckets full of money and had to buy a second house in the Bahamas. Not that he didn't do a good job.

I now have an appointment with another orthopedist on Tuesday. Technically, everyone was full up for a month, but they said it was "reasonable" to squeeze another person in. I'm sure this means I'll be waiting for an hour before anyone sees me, but for a large medical conglomerate, they're pretty good at getting me appointments that aren't too far out.

ita, did you look at my bruise? How does it rate?

bon, how did bob not let you have anchovies?

He said it typically overwhelms the taste of the pizza, and I pretty much agree, even though I was craving them last night.

I'm hungry... but it's not yet lunchtime!

The horror... the horror....

That is a pretty nice bruise, Dana. Tell me again how you hurt it?

(I know that last sentence isn't a question, but I'll be damned if my brain will let me cap it with anything other than a question mark)

My blackberry was buzzing off the hook last night. Urgent stuff, but not my fire. For some reason, though, it was very irritating thinking of all of them working at 11pm. Especially since I was out at dinner.

I tripped off a step, and the ankle buckled in a very wrong way. Then I hit the ground. No bruising from that, surprisingly, although I skinned the hell out of my knee.

DC is reaching the point where it seems all new construction and renovation/rehabs are aimed at the "luxury" market. There's a special program to help teachers, firefighters, and cops afford to live in town. My building's going condo and, while I could (barely) manage to buy, I'm not going to. They're doing a half-assed job of the renovation, not addressing a lot of serious problems, charging market rates for the condos (1 bedrooms will average $350K), high condo fees (almost $500 per month for a 1 bedroom), and destroying a lot of the historic character of the building. I figure within five years either the condo fees will skyrocket or there'll be a series of special assessments. So now I have to try to find someplace I can afford with a commute that won't either break me financially or take hours. (bitter much?)

So the bruising is all from the buckling and not impact? Because that definitely scores you extra points.

You are elevating and icing and all that jazz, right?

9 of 14 on that quiz.

Not sure whether to be pleased or scared.