Bezabor: ‘Last Life in the Universe’, ‘A Day in the Dirt’ (posted from home)
Saturday, 6 May-
I felt I was moving a little slowly today and perhaps needed some rest. In the afternoon I took a ride in to a local sub shop to pick up a six-pack of Heineken beer in 12-ounce cans. I’m not a big fan of beer, I just need these particular cans to build a backpacker’s alcohol stove based on this can design. I also rode over to Starbucks for a coffee and along the way realized that my reflexes seemed a little off. It occurred to me that this probably came from taking a pain pill yesterday evening—it was still affecting me all these hours later. Pain had started developing in my jaw at the dental implant last evening even though I’ve had no pain there for over a week and everything checked out with the periodontist yesterday. Perhaps his poking around to remove sutures had kicked this off. In any case, I had taken one of the hydrocodone-ibuprofen pills prescribed by my periodontist as the pain worsened. By this morning, I was relieved that the pain had disappeared. But apparently the pill was still affecting my motor skills. The effect was very minor as far as being able to operate the motorcycle. I mostly just didn’t feel quite right and felt like I had to concentrate more to shift properly and to balance the motorcycle at stoplights on this windy day.
By evening I was back to normal and wanted a walk. But I thought it made little sense to ride the motorcycle somewhere to go for a walk when the lawn could use a mowing so I did that and just completed it before dark.
Friday, 5 May-
I was still pretty well wiped out from yesterday’s jog and spent much of the morning on the web. The good news is I didn’t have much stiffness or any pain from the jog. Later in the morning I drove the Miata in to Eastern Market to pick up some fresh orange juice and my favorite Lebanon bologna. That afternoon, Labashi and I enjoyed a convertible ride on the beautiful day as we went out for an early dinner of baby back ribs at the Texas Roadhouse. We love the ribs there and they are a bargain. We always split a full-slab of ribs that gives us each a good salad (the two ‘sides’ of the meal) and more ribs than we can handle, all for a total bill of $16.95 plus tip! That evening we watched two DVDs, “John Cleese’s Wine for the Confused” and “A Day in the Dirt” (great combination, eh?). The former is Cleese’s intro to the various types of wine grapes and wines. He does a good job of both informing and entertaining in this low-budget piece. ‘A Day in the Dirt’ is a motorcycle dirt-racing documentary summed up by this line from IMDB.com: “Experience the pain and the passions that dirt bikers everywhere know and love.” I enjoyed seeing the historical footage of legendary motocross and desert racers.
Thursday, 4 May-
I worked on the Web in the morning. That afternoon I rode the Concours to my appointment with my periodontist to check on my recent dental implant post. That only took a few minutes to verify that all is well and schedule the next step for a month from now. On the way home I stopped at Pinchot Park for some exercise. I decided to try jogging from the main parking lot to the dam. That was a favorite route years ago when I was doing a lot of jogging. My goal today was to make it to the dam and then turn back and see how far I could jog back, if at all. Surprisingly, it went better than expected and I made it to the dam and back to the parking lot, a total of about four miles. But that jog pretty well did me in; I felt like I barely had enough strength to don my motorcycle gear for the ride home.
That evening we watched ‘Last Life in the Universe’, a strange little film about a young Japanese librarian’s assistant living in Bangkok who repeatedly (though half-heartedly) attempts suicide. He meets a girl. IMDB has this plot summary: “An obsessive-compulsive Japanese librarian living in Bangkok spends most of his empty days contemplating suicide alone in his lifeless apartment. His life completely changes when he witnesses the death of Nid seconds before he was about to jump off a bridge. This pivotal event paired the lost Japanese with Nid's elder sister Noi as these two lost and lonely souls help each other find the meaning to their meaningless existences.” Though the plot summary sounds depressing, the movie’s actually pretty good. And the interview with the director is quite surprising.
Saturday, 6 May-
I felt I was moving a little slowly today and perhaps needed some rest. In the afternoon I took a ride in to a local sub shop to pick up a six-pack of Heineken beer in 12-ounce cans. I’m not a big fan of beer, I just need these particular cans to build a backpacker’s alcohol stove based on this can design. I also rode over to Starbucks for a coffee and along the way realized that my reflexes seemed a little off. It occurred to me that this probably came from taking a pain pill yesterday evening—it was still affecting me all these hours later. Pain had started developing in my jaw at the dental implant last evening even though I’ve had no pain there for over a week and everything checked out with the periodontist yesterday. Perhaps his poking around to remove sutures had kicked this off. In any case, I had taken one of the hydrocodone-ibuprofen pills prescribed by my periodontist as the pain worsened. By this morning, I was relieved that the pain had disappeared. But apparently the pill was still affecting my motor skills. The effect was very minor as far as being able to operate the motorcycle. I mostly just didn’t feel quite right and felt like I had to concentrate more to shift properly and to balance the motorcycle at stoplights on this windy day.
By evening I was back to normal and wanted a walk. But I thought it made little sense to ride the motorcycle somewhere to go for a walk when the lawn could use a mowing so I did that and just completed it before dark.
Friday, 5 May-
I was still pretty well wiped out from yesterday’s jog and spent much of the morning on the web. The good news is I didn’t have much stiffness or any pain from the jog. Later in the morning I drove the Miata in to Eastern Market to pick up some fresh orange juice and my favorite Lebanon bologna. That afternoon, Labashi and I enjoyed a convertible ride on the beautiful day as we went out for an early dinner of baby back ribs at the Texas Roadhouse. We love the ribs there and they are a bargain. We always split a full-slab of ribs that gives us each a good salad (the two ‘sides’ of the meal) and more ribs than we can handle, all for a total bill of $16.95 plus tip! That evening we watched two DVDs, “John Cleese’s Wine for the Confused” and “A Day in the Dirt” (great combination, eh?). The former is Cleese’s intro to the various types of wine grapes and wines. He does a good job of both informing and entertaining in this low-budget piece. ‘A Day in the Dirt’ is a motorcycle dirt-racing documentary summed up by this line from IMDB.com: “Experience the pain and the passions that dirt bikers everywhere know and love.” I enjoyed seeing the historical footage of legendary motocross and desert racers.
Thursday, 4 May-
I worked on the Web in the morning. That afternoon I rode the Concours to my appointment with my periodontist to check on my recent dental implant post. That only took a few minutes to verify that all is well and schedule the next step for a month from now. On the way home I stopped at Pinchot Park for some exercise. I decided to try jogging from the main parking lot to the dam. That was a favorite route years ago when I was doing a lot of jogging. My goal today was to make it to the dam and then turn back and see how far I could jog back, if at all. Surprisingly, it went better than expected and I made it to the dam and back to the parking lot, a total of about four miles. But that jog pretty well did me in; I felt like I barely had enough strength to don my motorcycle gear for the ride home.
That evening we watched ‘Last Life in the Universe’, a strange little film about a young Japanese librarian’s assistant living in Bangkok who repeatedly (though half-heartedly) attempts suicide. He meets a girl. IMDB has this plot summary: “An obsessive-compulsive Japanese librarian living in Bangkok spends most of his empty days contemplating suicide alone in his lifeless apartment. His life completely changes when he witnesses the death of Nid seconds before he was about to jump off a bridge. This pivotal event paired the lost Japanese with Nid's elder sister Noi as these two lost and lonely souls help each other find the meaning to their meaningless existences.” Though the plot summary sounds depressing, the movie’s actually pretty good. And the interview with the director is quite surprising.
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