Quote of the moment: “If you were attacked by a vampire, he wouldn’t be able to have decent day’s sleep for about 7 months.” ~ Andy, in response to my comment on more caffeine flowing through my veins than actual blood.
My bizarre finger has been especially massive lately and I haven’t been able to comfortably straighten it for about two weeks now. So I decided to research the problem, diagnosed as a hemangioma, which it turns out is a kind of birthmark. Basically, to my understanding, there are a bunch of random extra blood vessels in my finger. Normally there’s just a bump that doesn’t really bother me, but every so often there’s a mutiny and the thing swells and turns purple-y. About seven years ago I went through a lot of tests and doctors and even an MRI and the response I got was, for the most part, “Huh.” From this experience I gained the hemangioma diagnosis and a star-like scar on the pad of my finger, where the tumorish thing was tested to make sure I didn’t have cancer. Cancer of the finger. Unh. Anyway, I still don’t really know what the hell is wrong with me. I’m going to say it’s the beginning of a mutation which will eventually lead me to become a superhero like Spiderman or the X-Men. And if anyone asks, I’ll simply quote Fozzy Bear from Muppet Treasure Island: “This is Mr. Bimble. He lives in my finger. He’s been to the moon — twice.”