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Short story: Had many cool adventures. Drank wine, sang, collected rocks, ate excellent food, had wonderful conversations. Went and learned how to ride a Suzuki 250 in mud and dirt course.

Fucked up, did crash. Jacked L. shoulder/ribs, right hand, right thigh--picture is the thigh. (Think it was handlebars through the 3 layers of cloth.) Thank goodness for hot tubs and Ibuprofen. But this means no fezziwig's (can't dance right now), lotsa sleep (not so bad) and not much house mod (r hand very swollen, hammering/sawing bad. ) More typing, reading, etc.

More on this later. But really--when you find yourself 6 feet above the ground, face down, there's a lot worse things that could happen. And I know how to deal with this level of injury fairly well.