closet baller....act 2

A couple of months ago I got a text from my good friend Dan about going to Vegas with him, so naturally I ignored it, as I do with most texts from good friends. I never really had any desire to go to Las Vegas, but I knew eventually my travels would take me there. He made me an offer I couldn't refuse...Free hotel. So I said I would go, and I actually got pretty excited about it. I got the scoop of things to do from trusted friends and made the most of the trip. It was a lot better than I expected and a lot less crazy than I expected. The snaps above are a pretty good synopsis of the trip.

work injury

The guy who sits next to me at work (you might remember him from earlier blogs as the guy who plays the trumpet)was telling me about how he hurt his knee recently. The guy is your average mid to late forty something. He's as active as a mid forty year old gets. Likes to play soccer in a mens league. Rides bikes. You get the idea. We were talking recently and he said he had hurt his knee and had an appointment to see the doctor. So naturally I ribbed him a little saying he was getting too old to play soccer and that he needed to take it easy. The funny part is, he didn't hurt his knee playing soccer. He hurt it on a business trip. And he probably goes on one business trip a year. As architects we aren't usually put in dangerous situations. Maybe we survey an abandon building every now and then, but nothing physically demanding. He tweaked his knee at the hotel... While sleeping. The story goes that the bedsheets were tucked in too tight. He slithered in from the top and went to sleep under the covers with his feet splayed out like a "T". You see where this is going... He tried to roll over and couldn't move his feet. Pulled something in his knee. Poor guy. Alone in the dark....Covers too tight. Busted Knee.