Day 156 - My Hard Disk Drive Broke

...I almost have the answer after a long day in the office, I'm in the middle of a Google query that I had just punched into my iPhone, "why hard disk drives fail". I'm very interested in knowing the answer to this as I had two hard drives die in the last 3 days. As I'm clicking on the search result, which I hope will put my mind at ease, I step off of the curb onto an uneven spot in the pavement. Holy shit, I just rolled my ankle! I'm not sure if I went to the ground as my memory is a bit blurry in all the pain but I know that I staggered to the find support from the nearest skyscraper. You see, I was downtown, on my way to the bus right across from the library at 6th street, it is an area busy with people in the late afternoon, but I did not try to hide the pain, I could feel people looking at me, wondering what was wrong with me. Had I been shot? Was I wasted? Is it performance art? I stumbled over to one of the marble encrusted blocks that litter the courtyard and proceeded to lie on my back staring up at a patch of blue sky enshrouded by vertical glass on all sides. The only thing that I could think of is, "My streak is over, my streak is over." Are you serious? My streak is over at the hands of my inability to focus on walking? Laying on my back in my suit and tie, my mind is racing, thinking about the last incident like this, which was at USC when I was in grad school. I rolled the same ankle in a similar manner, just walking, and it broke a bone chip off, locking up the joint and requiring surgery. These thoughts were spinning through my head at light speed, reconciling the importance of my streak and then slowly fading into the realization that it is not important at all. I made it up, nobody's life depends on it, it is just something that I created out of thin air. So if the streak is over, then it is over and it is OK. Well, the good news is that I have rolled my ankle many times over the years playing basketball and I knew that often times it is not as serious as the initial immobility and pain tells you. I hadn't surfed yet last night after a long day at the office, but I did manage to get out there. I felt the pain and my ankle certainly did pop, probably tearing some scar tissue or a ligament, but it did not stop the streak. My ankle is a bit swollen, and this morning was no easy feat to get out in the water as the joint had plenty of time over night to stiffen up, but I made it and to my surprise the waves were a lot bigger than they have been. I rode the 10 footer and struggled to make a few of the drops with the increase in size. 1 month to go to cover 2 full seasons, I think the number I'm shooting for is 187, which will be the official end of summer. Wow. So much has happened over the last 5 months. I cannot wait to get to 6 months so that I can start on my next meaningless adventure.

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