Conventional Wisdom

AND I’M STILL NOT EVEN SURE WHAT EXACTLY I DID.  I’ve had this same basic problem where the achillies tendon or whatever just decides to HATE me for a whole, but it takes a day or two to really kick in so I don’t even remember what I did to mess things up.  Granted, the older I get, the more the act of just EXISTING results in injury.  And speaking of getting older… well, hold on.  We’ll get to that in due course.

The point is, I already wasn’t going to be running around the con floor THAT much this Animazment one way or the other, but having this little affliction flair up RIGHT before ensured I wasn’t running around ANYPLACE.  So if you DID see me and wondered why I was lurching around like a drunk, peg-legged pirate… well, now you know!