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Hey! Who’s the fine lookin’ fellow on crutches?

I don’t know, but I’m on crutches too. Yep.

How? Well let me tell you. I was leaving Cherry Alley Cafe last night, it was snowing and dark. While walking to my crappy little apartment, I twisted the hell out of my left ankle, falling on my FACE and my hands, cutting them up a treat.

It hurt, but not too bad. I walked to my car and drove off. Oh, I was going to my crappy little apartment to get a few things. I’m now staying at my parents’ house because one of the things that makes my crappy little apartment crappy is that there is zero heat and zero insulation in it. Yay!

Anyway, I drive the ten miles to casa da parentals and make some food, all the time walking around. I was limping a very little bit, but even that was hardly noticeable.

After eating, I pulled out my laptop and did some work on the trip. A few hours later, my ankle started to hurt quite a bit. That’s when I realized that I probably couldn’t walk.

So I tried. Nope. No walking for me. I could hop, I guess, but I have no balance and my legs were already sore from lugging many boxes down four flights of stairs the night before. At 1am, I crawled into the laundry room to finish my laundry and then went to bed, hoping that I would magically be able to walk in the morning.

Silly me. It was actually worse. I can’t even apply a tiny bit of pressure to it. None. Lucky for me (if “luck” is how I wish to describe this), my parents have crutches. So that’s what I’m doing today. And probably for the next two weeks.

Oh, and I can’t drive. Can’t work the clutch pedal.

This is all sorts of depressing. I’m 32, have to move back in with mom and dad, and now they have to drive me wherever I want to go. It’s like I’m 15. This sucks. A lot.

And I’ve got to work all weekend. I hate asking for help. I guess I’m kind of proud like that. It’s stupid and weak of me to not ask for help when I need it, but that’s how I am. Usually. I do kinda need someone to go up into my apartment sometime this morning. But I don’t know who will do that. Ugh.

Such sucking.




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Comment by sarahNo Gravatar
2008-01-18 09:08:29

i still say we chop of that ankle. *WHACK*

i am sorry though.

 
Comment by Nedra ZeallNo Gravatar
2008-01-18 12:28:31

Aw man if I lived closer I would so be there to help you out. Of course right now I wouldn’t be of much use since I got hurt last night too and had to go to the ER. If I lived close to you we could sit around and be the hurt twins and groan together. Oh and of course watch Cheaters. Damn, I forgot to turn on my TV, I probably missed it.

Comment by ericNo Gravatar
2008-01-18 12:38:29

Hey thanks! I could TOTALLY go for daytime TV right now. I’d kill to see Mathis right now.

 
 
Comment by FarFromGolokaNo Gravatar
2008-01-18 22:18:48

what!? do you have health insurance? you should get that checked out!!!

Comment by ericNo Gravatar
2008-01-18 22:21:36

Oh i know. But I think I’ll be ok.

 
 
Comment by CalderNo Gravatar
2008-01-19 02:22:27

I knew I should have picked up the complete Doogie Houser MD box set I saw in Beijing. I could have sent it to you and maybe you could have watched it and felt better and possibly felt even more like being 15.

 
Comment by KriparamaDasNo Gravatar
2008-01-20 03:35:29

Haribol Bhakta Eric,

pamho all glories to Srila Prabhupada!

Thanks so much for offering this service. I used to distribute this record of Acyutananda Swami for years and am emotionally bound to these bhajans, especially, Kesava kali mala.

The “needy people of Bengal”, well, we actually told people it is for helping those, it has even pics indicating as such on the back cover. It sold very easily though. However, lots of this collected laxmi went to the SOS Kinderdorf beneficence in Germany.

Now, when I downloaded the 57 MB file it was, so to speak, the “soft version”, without all these instruments. My question, I remember that Kesava kali mala, with more instruments on it and drums? Is there yet another vesion?

ys

kriparamadas

Comment by ericNo Gravatar
2008-01-20 07:34:51

Haribol!

Is it possible that the other instruments are buried in the mp3? Meaning that they’re there, but hard to hear due to the limitations of the mp3 format?

I’m int the middle of moving, so I can’t take a listen to it, but I’m betting that is the case.

From memory, I know the vocals were really cranked for this one.

It’s doubtful that they did another mix of it, isn’t it? Hopefully I can take a listen to the vinyl soon and compare.

Eric

 
 
Comment by KriparamaDasNo Gravatar
2008-01-20 08:58:01

Hare Krishna!

Buried, yes, but they’re not there on this 2.recording.
At this time Achyutananda Swami’s Bhajans were quite revolutionary but there were rumors that he had hired a paid Bengali band.
This so called unauthorized step he had taken to make this recordings caused some kind of criticism – the bhajans aren’t 100% pure, so to speak. At this point Achyutanada Swami made another recording with only Prabhupada disciples playing the instruments.
It might be true that we should only listen to bona fide bhajans, but meanwhile Achyutananda is something like a legend and in order to welcome lost sheeps back his 1st recordings could be recognized? Any suggestions?

kdas

Comment by ericNo Gravatar
2008-01-20 09:01:25

Hmm.. So are you saying that there are two different recordings of this album (or song?)? One with paid session musicians and the other with just ISKCON musicians?

This is really interesting, which records are in question here?

Eric

 
Comment by ericNo Gravatar
2008-01-22 20:56:31

I *think* that I might have found the LP you were talking about. I’m no where near 100% on it, but I’ll be posting it next Ekadasi.

It’s Acyutananda Swami with a very professional sounding backing group.

 
 
Comment by scottNo Gravatar
2008-01-24 19:11:09

Wow I’m slow to comment…

32 is officially the worst age.

My then fiance made the prediction about me taking up rugby “you’re gonna get hurt.” I did. Blew an Achilles tendon though at the time I didn’t realize that was why my foot was all floopy. Thought I had just seriously pulled something. (ok, technically I was right on that part) I wrapped myself up tightly and started chugging Advil. I used my crutches from a couple months earlier (it was rugby after all) and limped on it for a week.

My office-mates got tired of me complaining and made me go to the doctor. He freaked out that I was able to limp around on it. I ended up narced up on painkillers after the surgery and had to move back in with my mom as well. It was a 45 minute drive each way from her house to my job. It took close to 6 weeks before I could drive again. That really blew.

So literally, I feel your pain.

 

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