MRI today on the knee, after a really sleepless night. 40 minutes listening to the whacking and whining, and between adjustments to the MRI, the vacuum pump wheezing and clanking. an occasional bubbling sound, probably of boiling bubbles in the cooling oil. to me, the thing is basically a calutron magnet with an X-ray in the middle, with really pretty plastic skins on it. it was an Open MRI unit, so I wasn't jammed in a plastic drainpipe with that gabble of funny noises around me.
not only was the knee bothering me overnight, but I'd been back and forth from garage to basement cutting lumber, and up and down a little 2-step ladder framing a door we all forgot about. that meant my feet kept trying to cramp up all night.
a little bit of a liars' contest on the Lileks blog while he's away for a week, and it veered into the direction of what would YOU, a time traveller, go back and "fix." comments started coming down of the variety of "went back to kill the Kaiser, and only crippled his arm" and "went back to kill the Fuhrer, but some guy named Hitler got the job."
so I'm going for honorable mention, at least, with "so, you mean my little "vacation" to bring freedom and democracy to the world, giving a copy of the Declaration of Independence to some guy called Lucifer, was a bust? bummer."
TV night, and then we rest from the sleepless night.