btw, was it good? The description sounded fun.
It's just about to start, actually.
Sorry Gus, I'm reading up on the Spice Trade and how it affected world history.
In sum: Between 1200 and 1858, whoever controlled the spice trade was the richest nation in the world, and as the richest produced its greatest cultural offerings. Venice from 1200 to 1500 (see, Merchant of Venice), then Spain/Portual through the 16th century; Holland in the 17th century (see, Rembrandt, Dutch masters etc.); Britain in the 18th century.
All over nutmeg and cloves.
I've seen a very dislocated kneecap
(90 degrees to the outside of the knee)
and the shoulder
(arm 4 or so inches down from the shoulder itself)
and the first one hit me the most hard, but I think it was amplified by having been there at the time and being friends with the injured person.
I've also seen the dislocation of a metatarsal, but he was wearing shoes
and
he bent down and popped it back in and kept going, so no one knew what had happened until he said. Oh, and my patella would dislocate, but mostly by becoming detached at the top and flopping down, but you couldn't really tell by looking. And I rarely noticed until I'd walked around a bit and it started to swell.
All over nutmeg and cloves.
There was some discontent over Ginger Spice, as well.
Dude. The history of spices is
fascinating.
What people will do for a tangy tongue.
A month-ago EW!?
The foot was
in no good way attached
to the leg. It was really wrong and chilling.
Not that I have thought of it every moment. Mostly ita just reminded me.
I'm reading up on the Spice Trade and how it affected world history.
Don't forget about
Dune.
Oh, I'm chilled by your description, Cass.
Hey, what's the name of the actor playing Ben on The 4400?
Not to mention the porn channel.
When I broke my wrist, it was bent an an angle that no wrist should be. It didn't freak me out, though. I was only worried about how I'd get my jacket off without it hurting a lot.
I took a cab to the ER. The cab driver thought it was an emergency and drove at 50 mph on Chicago city streets. I was almost hoping we'd get stopped by the cops so I could wave my freakish wrist in their faces....
