Some important news for my patients

Sometime soon The doktor's office will be moving.

Recently I joined the ranks of countless Googlians and signed up for a Gmail account. Doktorsmith@gmail.com I am now in the process of switching over my blog to that account. Don't worry I will post links to the old blogs for easy clicking.
Why am I doing this you may ask. Well I just dont like having to sign in and out of stuff if I don't have to; this simplifies things.

The new blogs address is http://doksmith.blogspot.com/

In other news my finger continues to heal well. There is hardly any remnant of the incisions or the original wound aside from a small red spot and the obvious scars.

Tuesday marked four weeks since the surgery and I have begun exercises outside of the cast. In just two weeks I should be allowed out of the cast completely, unless Kathryn the hand specialist says otherwise.

Comics and digital flexion

I'm quite a fan of our tendency, here in America, to mash words together that you would never use in the same sentence in order to create a new and novel idea. For instance the words cock and block. So when I went into the local comic shop the other day and saw the words "battle" and "Pope" together I was immediately intrigued.
Imagine the pope as a womanizing cigar smoking guy from new jersey, who was trained in martial arts by Bruce Lee. Now imagine he and his sidekick Jesus fighting the minions of Hell to save humanity. It has potential.
I read the first four issues in TPB, that's trade paperback or graphic novel for the uninformed. I enjoyed it. It wasn't the best comic I've ever seen but it was good. It was filled with course humor and gore, always a plus, and it had a nice art and coloring style--something I think is essential in a good comic.
I loaned my copy of Battle Pope to Teh Squid and from there I imagine it will circulate through the flock. Also in her possession is the 1-6 TPB of "The Boys" a comic that has been said by critics to "out Preacher, Preacher." They weren't kidding folks, not even a little bit. It is my new favorite title.


In other news, my physical therapy is going well and I am now allowed to do active flexion--look it up--exercises. There have been confusing reports but from what I gather I will be allowed out of my cast sometime between 4 1/2 weeks and 6 weeks post surgery. Since the operation was on the 15th of may I am very near the four week mark. Some day very soon my urge to play videogames will be satisfied!

Here comes yet another health update regarding the left fifth phalanges of Doktor Smith. The last set of photos showed the icky red/blackness that seemed to be swallowing my finger. Well it got worse. The blackness covered most of my pinky in between the joint and the tip, by the time I had my appointment with Dr. Curnow. However, my fears were dashed almost as soon as the doctor walked in. Just to give you an idea of the kind of presence Dr. Curnow has, imagine a rounder Bill Clinton with longer hair who kinda fills up whatever room he's in with his upbeat attitude. This man came in to the check-up room sat down next to me and took one look at my hand and said, "well hey thats lookin pretty good." He said that there was healthy skin under the hard black stuff, that it would peel off soon and that it was pretty standard in this kind of surgery. He then told me that Connie--his head nurse--would come in and remove my stitches. She did, then she gave me the little scissors and tweezers because they usually just get thrown away. Then I was off on my merry way. Not 2 hours after got the stitches out I cracked open like a shrimp. Nearly all of the skin of my pinky peeled off and underneath was fresh pink skin. The only remnants of the wound are right along the incision line. They are covered with steri strips to keep the scab from cracking while I bend the finger. So 2 weeks post surgery and I'm looking pretty good. By six weeks I should be out of the cast more or less and well on my way to recovery.

No fucking way!!!

Every so often I come across a character in a book, movie, or web comic that instantly reminds me of a friend or colleague. They might not look like them or sound like them or even be the same sex, but it's the same person. I just ran into a 'Black' Pope persona in a new web comic I'm reading. If any of you doubt that this is truly Linus then you're just plain crazy. I mean look at him for chrissake! A huge man spouting nifty little theological tidbits wearing a kilt, an offensive--to the uninformed--shirt and huge boots.....he even has a pet bird for fucks sake. If Linus were black, this is what we'd see.

For those of you that don't already know, I'm a huge comic geek. I will admit I lean towards the marvel monthly books and web comics more but I love em all. I am really fond of hawk and ananth and their webcomic applegeeks. There is a short that they did for an anthology of robot comics called disposable parts. It's called SE7EN. The last bit of narrative has been surfacing in my mind now and again. "[He] wishes that he could have been more than the child of such small gods"

I was hurt in the past, so I don't want to get my hopes up too high again. I looked forward to 300 with such hope. So now the transformers movie is quickly approaching theatres. Like 300 the premise and the trailers are both impressive. I guess only time will tell if it was worth my wait.

makes sense....or not.

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Forgotten Squid Your Superpower is Genetic engineering Your Weakness is Tummy Rubs Your Weapon is Your Plasma Knife Your Mode of Transportation is Catapult

What's your Superhero Name?

Well now, on my first try I am given a superpower that suits me and make sense!

On the subject of making sense though, you know what doesn't make any sense? The Fountain. Go rent it by all means, it is a pretty movie and the acting is really nice, but be warned you will end up screaming, "Where the hell did glowing floating Hugh Jackman guy come from?!"