The Truman Show.

I know, I know. I'm being, like, the worst blogger ever. And I have a huge backlog of things I want to write about: with pictures! I just haven't had the motivation to do it yet.

So, a quick roundup:
My shin is screwed up so I'm taking up swimming. I see the podiatrist again in a month and if I'm doing okay, I can start hiking/walking/working towards jogging again.
My podiatrist is super cool. I like meeting doctors that don't suck.

Wendell is still limping but he must be feeling better because he's walking more, and right now he's sitting behind me jerking off.

I have several posts in the works, including ones entitled "Edamame Dearest" and "Sole Train."

I am baking my new insoles in the oven tomorrow. More of that in the "Sole Train" entry.

My online time is being spent largely on the Weight Watchers message boards. Yes, I'm one of them now.

I couldn't even think of a name for this post, so I just slapped on the name of the movie on in the other room.