End of an era

With CK's impending trans-Atlantic voyage, we've made two critical decisions -- no more ORF, and no more "Price is Right". Both had a good life, but we're putting them in the car, driving up north, and dropping them off at a big farm where they can play around with other fried foods and retail pricing games.

The "Price is Right" met its untimely fate for two reasons: 1) we'd keep forgetting to turn the TV on at 11:48, and 2) I can't beat Gavin in the game, and getting my butt kicked on a daily basis doesn't intrigue me all that much. Plus he cheats.

Final standings:
1) Gavin - 89
2) Al - 52
2) CK - 52
4) Feelz - 30

As far as ORF, it's just too much for two people to handle. It was just Gavin and I on Friday and there were a couple rings left. No ring should ever be left behind. And I'm sure our cardiologists think it's a good idea.

Bob Barker, crispy rings....you will both be missed. I salute thee.

We're Going Global

Happy Presidents Day (what a sham of a holiday)

• For the record, Skeey's three favorite presidents are Taft, Harrison, and Polk.
  
  
• Trivia -- Richard Nixon was the first president to visit all 50 states.
  
  
• Officially at two weeks without any soda. No diet soda, no Rock Stars, nothing. Giving up soda is much easier than giving up coffee, which I tried about a year ago and lasted about 6 hours.
  


• Speaking of which, bought a coffee machine yesterday. If my Nana had Internet access, she'd read this and say, "Oh great, another thing he won't clean." Touche, Nana, touche.
  


• The "Whitest Kids U Know" micro-site went up last week at fuse.tv/wkuk/
  

And baby makes one

Happy birthday to my beautiful niece Kaitlyn, who turns the big one today. Sue and Al (the father) will be traveling to Detroit tomorrow for five days to spread birthday cheer, as well as to remind my sister why she moved away in the first place.

Toe Jam, Ouch.

Yesterday (Saturday) was going great -- slept 10 hours, had a large iced hazelnut coffee, worked out, worked for 4-5 hours, watched the PC-Pitt game with my cousin and friends, and even caught a new JFK conspiracy documentary. As far as relaxing, productive Saturdays go, it was perfect.

Then I got greedy. At around midnight, I was goofing around with my kettlebells in the living room. Basically, you get into a push-up position, and maintain that posture for as long as you can. Works the abs in no time. Anyway, since I was experimenting, I pinned my feet against the wall and tried it for 25-30 seconds. I was only wearing socks, and about halfway through it, I let my toes curl up, so my body was being supported by my "toe knuckles."

Here's where things go south. When I was done, my left big toe was stuck in the curled position, and I just assumed it cramped up due to the sudden pressure on it. Figured it'd last a couple seconds and would be fine. The only problem was, it wouldn't go back to its normal position, and started to hurt a little. Couldn't put any pressure on the foot, and since it was curled down, I couldn't even have the foot lay flat on the ground.

Now I'm getting a bit concerned, so I go to Plan B -- Google. Started searching for "frozen toe". Got a bunch of hits on Alaska and frostbite, but nothing pertaining to me. C'mon, Google, hurry up with that personalized search feature.

Plan C -- send a text to Skeey buddy Dr. Drew, who I knew had nothing better to do on a Saturday night than stare at his cell phone waiting for a text message. Which turned out to be true, considering he called me back in two minutes. I told him what happened, and he said, "Yeah, it's dislocated. Will have to be popped back into place. If you were a pro athlete, I'd tell you to pop it back in yourself; otherwise, just go to the emergency room in the morning." Given the fact that I somehow managed to dislocate a body part during an exercise whose sole requirement is to stay motionless, I ruled out the notion I was a pro athlete.

Tried to go to bed, but only managed 4 hours of uncomfortable painful sleep. Woke up, swallowed some pride, and went to the emergency room.

The conversation with the admitting nurse was as follows:

Her: "Where did you hurt it?"
Me: "Living room."
Her: "Stubbed it against the furniture, something like that?"
Me: "Ah, no, much stupider."
Her: "I bet it's a really great story."
Me: "Umm....no, not really."

Then got sent to the triage room, where there were 4 of us each separated by a curtain. Which was funny, because 10 minutes earlier I signed a HIPPA privacy form, yet I now know the details of three other patients. Luckily, the guy to the left started quoting Seinfeld episodes and making fun of Wilford Brimley commercials, so it was just like another day at the office.

Had some x-rays taken, then got a shot to numb the pain, and finally the nurse grabbed the toe, yanked on it, then pulled it up. Heard a nice "pop" and it went back into place. Got some Vicodin, Ibuprofen and a podiatrist appointment to look forward to. And it still hurts. But very glad that the captain of the foot is back in charge.

The moral of the story: Well, there is none. Drew just wanted to be mentioned in the Weeblo. Ladies, check out his MySpace page!

New MySpace date/time dynamic graphic

http://www.skeeyinteractive.com/myspace/createTime.asp

You have a MySpace page. You got your friends, you got your music playing, you got your ugly background. What you need is a custom graphic that shows the time of day and a message that you yourself get to write. I mean, it's so necessary that I feel bad even having to mention it. So do yourself a favor and get one. Even we have one.

And if it doesn't work, blame... umm.... CK.

Action, you want action?

We were introduced to this YouTube clip about a month ago, and it's still getting daily play in our office. Why? Because it's brilliant. I defy you to find a better 20 seconds of dialogue than this:

"You want to see me in action? Action, you'll be scared of the action that I do. Because number one, the majority of the people can't understand my action. But it's alright, I'm gonna let you see a sample of it.

Every morning I wake up. But before I wake up in the morning, in the past PM, before the AM, what I do is, I read these books. Whatever book I can grab, just to train my mind to think properly, because the real world's very tough out there, believe me, very tough."

Amen, brother, amen.