December 11, 2009 Been going to physical therapy for the sprained knee, and I must say it's been quite effective. And in general, they've given me exercises to do at home and done some work in the office. And most of the time it really hasn't been too bad. But somehow, I get the sense that they also use Pain as their guide, but it's your Pain, not theirs. And not to generalize, but I've noticed that all physical therapists are female, medium height, blonde, cute, have a friendly, engaging personality, and a deeply seated streak of psychotic sadism that taps into vast resources of creativity. And yes, even the male therapists are cute, blonde, and female. I don't understand it either. |
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I tend to doodle. Over the years, I've accumulated lots of random
sketches of things, sometimes people, sometimes things, and sometimes
just abstract lines. The basic idea on these pages is for me to slowly
scan in highlights from my collection of random quick doodles. I also
am providing a place where I can explain what it is or what motivated
it or perhaps some reason why I'm not to blame. With the sketches of
people, their name may be hand-written, or there might be a talk title
provided, but I will tend to avoid providing full names. I don't mind
if people know who they are, I just don't want them coming up on search
engine hits, since that might be a bit rude.
Note that the images are PNGs with transparency. Mozilla and Firefox
properly render them. Safari too, I think. Internet Exporer doesn't.
I don't care.
If you want to see the image without the annoying blue-lined background
image, just click on the image.