Not For Squeemish Guys

03.17.2008

Today I went to the doctor.  I don't have a cold or the flu or any of the things you usually go to the doctor for in order to get a quick fix of feeling better.  Today I went because I'm paranoid about getting old (at 39 years and 2 weeks).

The following talks about man parts and is not suitable for reading while eating dinner or fly fishing.
About a week ago I noticed a small lump in my scrotum.  It's not attached to a testicle, it's just kind of there.  It doesn't hurt, it causes no pain or discomfort other than an occasional pinching sensation.  But I'm getting old, and the phrase testicular cancer gets thrown around pretty easily these days.  I had planned on going to the doctor on Wednesday if the lump was still noticeable, but in the wee hours of Monday morning things swelled and became more noticeable.  Hoping to err on the side of caution, I went ahead and went to my local doctor.

Dr Meyer is a great guy.  He's been my doctor for the last 13+ years and is one of the few people I have no qualms dropping my drawers in front of.  The only problem, and I've mentioned this before, is the Dr Meyer works out of a walk-in clinic.  You can't make an appointment, you just have to get there and wait your turn.  That turn usually takes a couple of hours.  On Mondays it tends to be worse, since everyone that caught a bug over the weekend shows up Monday morning.  I tried to play the odds and instead of showing up at 8:00, showed up at 9:45 hoping some of the masses would be cured.  At 9:45 there was a note saying Dr Meyer would not be seeing any more patients that morning and to come back at 1:30. 

I returned at 1:30, waited an hour, and went back to get my blood pressure and temperature taken.  I had a temp of 99.9°, which I hadn't really noticed except for an occasional chill off and on throughout the day. That should have been a sign. I never get cold after February.   After another half hour or so, Dr Meyer came in and I commenced to dropping my drawers.  I forget the medical mumbo jumbo, but he ended up shining a light through my scrotum which showed that my scrotal mass was fluid filled and not solid (that's good!).  His official diagnosis came to be that I have a Scrotal Cyst.  Since it's all fluid, I shouldn't worry about the big C.  Since it's not causing any pain, he suggested I keep an eye on it and if it's hasn't shrunk or starts to cause pain in the next month, at that time he'll refer me to a Urologist where they can undoubtedly do something really gross.

I'm not used to a diagnosis of "leave it alone" after a doctor visit.  Especially with something close to my nuts.  But "leave it alone" sounds better than "numb it, stick it with a needle and extract fluid" which might still lead to"leave it alone".   At least this was one of those times I went to the doctor for something I would normally have put off and managed to get not-so-bad news out of it.

I did a Google search for Scrotal Cyst which wasn't very informative. Just for the heck of it I searched Google images for the same thing and got 2 pages of results leading to MySpace pages.

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The Widgey Is Nigh

03.12.2008

Next Tuesday is the next Widgey-Widgey nite. I'm not sure who all is coming yet - I sent a nice little invitation that may have gotten stopped by some spaminators - but I'm hoping it'll be a good game night.

I've got a couple of days to put the plan together for the Heroscape game I'm envisioning. Step one is opening up the 3 basic sets of the game still in a closet to double my battle area. I've got a Capture-The-Flag map in my head that I want to try to make, with a board that's not mirrored from the center. I'm thinking one side is mountainous, the other has lots of water and trees. Both should hamper movement evenly - or at least that's the plan.

I also want to throw in a little Paranoia. Each player in Paranoia used to get slipped a secret mission or quirk from the GM for bonus points that no one else knew about. I think a Capture-The-Flag game where the flag may not be everyone's ultimate goal might make things a little interesting. We'll see if I have the time and gumption to follow through on that one.

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Finally!

03.07.2008

There's still a batch of tweaking to do, but the new site is now coming to you from its new home!

I've still got to add some stuff.  The DVD section.  A search capability.  Even more things that I've probably forgotten about.  But I wanted to go ahead and move the site with what was ready instead of feeling the perpetual limbo that's been hanging around for the past couple of weeks (or months, if you count the planning phase).

Soon the rest of the site will catch up with what's here.

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Last Update On This Server

02.22.2008

I have 7 days to move 3 websites off this server onto a different server, all in a quest to save $17.90.

4 months ago I moved most of my sites to a different web host. I left a few here, partly out of laziness, but 1 because I didn't have access to change the DNS to the new server. 3 weeks ago, I was able to update the DNS. Now I can move the last of the sites away (and save $17.90!).

I can't just move this site. This is the perfect opportunity to redesign, cull the dead weight, make something new. But I've got a week. And 2 other sites belonging to other people. Maybe I'll update this site in phases. Blog facelift one week, DVD update the next. I'll have to think about that.

With all of that said, nothing will be happening here the rest of Black History Month. In fact, there's a good chance I'll miss any mail that may come my way since there's no telling when I'll get mail addresses set up. But soon I'll be spreading my work fresh upon the interweb once again!

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But She's Really Not A Nerd

02.17.2008

Above is the esteemed Dr Blondie. Despite knowing Jerry and myself for 20 years now (dear sweet jeebus it just hit me that it really has been 20 years) she is neither a nerd nor a dork. She is socially adept, can carry on an enlightened conversation with people from all walks of life, and does not live in her parents basement.

There are no pictures of me with Darth Vader and a Snowtrooper. Not that I wouldn't want one, I've just never been in a place where there was a Darth Vader, a Snowtrooper, and a camera. I've got 47 Stormtroopers sitting on a shelf (proof of my nerd commitment), but I've yet to be seen in public with Darth Vader OR a Snowtrooper.

If I hadn't been thanked in her doctoral thesis, I might be a little bitter towards Dr Blondie. But if I see a pic of her with a Wookie and a Jawa, I can't be held responsible for my actions.

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Tangential Update: for the guys that have been waiting - The 2008 Widgey Season has begun!

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