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Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Typing with a splint
So, I jammed the tip of it downward toward my palm last night. I heard a loud "snap," looked at my finger and this is what I saw. The first joint of my "fuck you" finger is now bent at a near right angle. I did some reading on the Net and it's called "mallet finger," and here's a diagram of what happened. Looks like I have to wear a little splint for 8-10 week. Sucks for typing.
A Cuban pilot and seven of his relatives crammed into a Soviet-made biplane and flew to freedom in the Florida Keys.
Stupid kid: Yet another teen has suffered serious burns after setting himself on fire trying to re-enact a stunt from "Jackass."
Joshua Jackson, of Dawson's Creek was arrested and jailed over the weekend for an alleged drunken assault on a security guard at a Carolina Hurricanes hockey game.
Pamela Dalton's job is to create foul odors. And she has created the foulest smell on earth, which she calls "Stench Soup."
An L.A. restaurateur has paid a $35,000 for one very large exotic mushroom.
Bored? Make your own Jerry Springer script. Or create some graffiti. Play a little "Nipple Concentration." Or a little pinball. Or convert a photo to ASCII art. And don't miss the Fellah whose Big Toe Could Predict Earthquakes.
This is too much of a pain in the ass to type. I'll practice more today and see you tomorrow.
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