Thanks, Beck. I appreciate that, I really do. Just for that, I'm not gonna scan the x-ray for your viewing pleasure.

Ok, here's what happened. First run, Lake Louise, I caught a heel edge when I was expecting toe, and fell backwards. Unfortunately, with the slope, I fell back onto my left wrist. A bit of a walk down the mountain later, Tony, Beck and I went to first aid and I got fitted for the splint which Beck has a picture of. Today, after being bounced around medicentre's, diagnostic imaging centres and the Grey Nuns hospital, I ended up with a half cast on my left arm. Diagnosis: fractured (distal, medial) radius (as Pam may tell you, that's the bone near the thumb), and a chipped ulna (the other one.) Good times. (Although, I expect I'll be hearing a lot of jokes like Beck's brilliant one there.)

Hey Par,
I like how you want to tell the story first, but then don't actually tell it!

So here it is:

I was saying to Paras "Hey you know when you jerk off with your left hand it feels like someone else is doing it"
He responded "really?!?"
A few minutes later he stated that he had to go to the washroom.
A few more minutes later he returned and asked "which way is first aid?"
A potentially broken arm, sling, and hilarity ensued.
The End.

Huh, not 100%? What exactly happened?

Hey, I was at Lake Louise... there wasn't alot of snow and too many icy patches... when did you guys go?

Despite AD's best efforts, I feel I should tell this story first. There was an incident at Lake Louise. Let's just say my arm isn't 100%. Pictures may follow.

"Is that what you call an awkward silence?"
"I don't know what you'd call that"

-Pulp Fiction (and I probably got it wrong, but oh well)

WE ARE WITH INTERNET AGAIN!!!!!!

The nice cable fairy came by our place yesterday and helped us turn our serene little existance into a connected hub of world spanning intelligence. I'm not so sure this is an improvement anymore... oh well...

Maybe the one of the 4 visitors from America are John Ringo who I have been stealing my aliases from. He is the author of the books I was reading. Maybe he put CONARC or Posleen into google and it spat out your page... Don't sue me Ringo...

well jess, it sounds like just another day at toys r us. that shit happens all the time, even when the managers are in, so here's my advice, just tell every one you're sold out. even if it's right in front of them, your still fucking sold out, if they don't believe you, your sold out, but you'll be getting a new shipment within the next two weeks, you just don't have an exact shipping date, so get the fuck out of the store, 'cause we're sold out!

yeah, those two little words save my ass all the time.

pete

HAHAHAHA, negative 11.