I know I haven't written since Thanksgiving. There's been a lot going on. So let's catch up. Linda's aunt Jackie arrived on Wednesday and joined us on Thanksgiving when we went over a couple different households to ingest lots of turkey and pie. That night, nearly all of us got sick. Was it bad food? A stomach bug? Really hard to say.
On Friday, most everyone else was feeling better, but I was hit hard by the ailment of unspecified origin, or AOUO. That's actually the sound I kept making. Aouo!. I can't actually remember much of Friday, other than I called in sick to work and started reinstalling Windows XP on my primary machine.
On Saturday, Linda went shopping with her mom and aunt, leaving me with Lia all day. I got the new power supply installed on my server and started mucking with Galleon, which I have yet to figure out entirely. By the end of the day, the reinstall of my main PC was nearly complete. I think that I'll post later this week and enumerate the sordid details of my reinstall.
Saturday night, my stomach was still not feeling entirely normal, but a new symptom came up: my right shoulder and arm began aching. At first, it was just a strange muscle ache. But it gradually intensified, and by 8PM or so, I couldn't handle it any more. I felt really stupid going to the emergency room, but I couldn't handle this stupid inexplicable intolerable pain any more. To make a long story short, Linda abandoned her girls' night out at the bar and joined me at the emergency room where they ran about 20 tests and determined that I was fine. Meanwhile, I learned that the pain came less when I remained completely still, but if I so much as sat up, it hurt. By the time we left the hospital after midnight, it was still hurting, albeit much less. By morning it was gone. What a waste.
Sunday, Linda and I had plans in Denver. Since I was feeling better, we went. We hit the Denver Museum's Titanic Exhibit, which was pretty cool. They had many actual parts from the ship, and a lot of interesting info. When we entered, they gave each of us a card telling us which Titanic crew member we were. I was Mr. Richard Norris Williams II, a 21-year-old tennis pro. I was travelling first class from Cherbourg to my family's home in Radnor, Pennsylvania. After having spent time in Geneva, Switzerland, I'd planned to take part in American tennis tournaments before going on to study at Harvard. Turns out that I made it off the Titanic alive. After the exhibit, we saw Ghosts of the Abyss in IMAX, which was pretty cool.
Although I still wasn't feeling 100%, we went out for sushi after that. I figured fish and rice was pretty light. And it was very good.
Then the main event: Blue Man Group at the Pepsi Center in Denver. Don't you hate how these event centers adopt the names of their sponsors? Drives me nuts. Anyway, Blue Man Group was entertaining, even if they weren't as good as I'd hoped. I guess having seen Stomp! last year raised the bar for me. Blue Man Group was good - Stomp! was much better.
And now I'm back at work. And this damn stomach bug is still with me.