Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!

How's it faring for everyone? I was just ripping up some of the Super Ghouls 'n Ghosts emulator Brad sent to me, and believe you me: this game is still one of the awesomest* I've ever played.
But on a different note, here's a tip for you, folks: if you're going to try to jog continuously for over an hour, try preparing by jogging for shorter intervals for several days before you begin that odyssey. If you don't, and you have roughly the body mass I do, you jog for about 10 minutes, collapse into a wheezing mess, then walk for a long while before repeating the process. I don't know; if you're of a certain disposition, it could be fun, I suppose, but I'm kind of dubious as to what is wrong with you...
I went jogging past my 'hood into the Ice Age Trail, and (thank my lucky stars) I didn't see any yetis or anything. I would've made it home much faster had I seen one... if I returned home at all, I mean. If I truly were in trouble, Tom Bombadil would probably show up in the nick of time. He's a merry fellow. Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow, you know...
After an intense bout of jogging, I like to come home to a good session of Rome: Total War, one where the game doesn't freeze after four turns before I can save my progress. It seems like it's always freezing after I recover from a deficit in my economy, or when I'm about to engage in an enormous battle (always with the Gauls; every other faction is much more polite). I'd like to invest in Lords of the Realm III; that one looks pretty awesome as well. I can remember playing the original Lords of the Realm, back when we thought WarCraft II** was the be-all-end-all of wargames. Sheesh, seems like ages ago.
So it turns out that I get to have another consultation in Madison, this time with the fellow who will actually be doing my surgery, in precisely one week. He's going to take a gander at the old clavicle, and from there we'll schedule surgery which for once I'm more than happy to have. As of late, I can actually feel it moving, and I know how limiting it's going to be having my bones not together, so the sooner I can have an operation, the happier I'll be. Except, don't make it on Thanksgiving. I have to eat until I'm miserable that day, so it just isn't convenient.
That's about all from my end, folks. If you're thinking about joining study groups devoted to Freidrich Nietszche, remember that his ideas on honor, integrity, and living life to the fullest are wonderful maxims from one of the greatest writers of prose in history, but his "genealogy of morals" and his conviction that God is dead are fallacious arguments and utterly specious. Basically, take him with a grain of salt. Thanks for listening to me, and remember: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

Love, Ian

*I am well aware that this isn't a word. Yet.
**It's still pretty high up on the list of favorite games, though. "Dabu!" "Whatcha mani kee?" "What? What do you want? STOP TOUCHING MEEEEEEE.........."