So here's the deal, friend of mine has the best medical blog in the world. And as a result I am getting some serious man-love going for him and want his life which is problematic as his yard has a high fence.
He mentioned to me that the voting for medical blog of the year was taking place this last weekend. His competition was overseas in India and the competition had has about 6.3 million Facebook friends. That means to win this Dr. ZDoggMD would need hundreds of votes to win.
With mission parameters set, I voted and turns out Dr. ZDoggMD won. He is the shiz-nit in the medical video-blogging world. Go here to be enlightened and frightened:
http://zdoggmd.com/
Where is this going? Simple here is the last email exchange between ZD-izzle and me about the voting results. One other bit of info is on January 22, 2011 I crashed hard on my road bike and separated my shoulder, really separated it. Thanks to modern medicine I had it repaired on February 2, 2011 and and now whining my way back to health.
With further ado here is the last email in the India versus the U.S.A for best medical video blog thread:
(the reason I think he won) - "I think the time change screwed your opponent as the majority of his network at the time were busy helping customers in the call center when voting closed. I know this because I read it somewhere and can make the hasty generalization with a high level of confidence because of the pain killers.
(my response to him calling me an old man with a dead person's tendon in me) - Isn't that the truth: I am now wasting away because I was trying to get in good shape. However my next door neighbor who has an unusual amount of information that is almost always correct said his ACL tendon was from either a motorcycle accident or suicide - which if you think about it is really the same thing.
So if it is a suicide my right arm will be my David McCall (look it up on IMDB my homeboy). If it is a motorcycle accident I will end up with short cropped spiked hair frosted on tips, another tight leather single purpose suit, a helmet with my safe word stenciled on the back in case I run into a real biker gang, and an ex-wife, followed by a girlfriend who doesn't mind my new job is shuttling inner city youtz to upscale burghs like yours to sell subscriptions from a dying print industry. But that may be the Vicodin typing. I am assured a place in lore over Cool as Ice.
(why carry a smart phone?) - You ready for this? I had to show the doc my x-ray on my iPhone because did not have my x-ray in the system because I got the ortho appointment so 'stat.' Also I get extra credit for using 'stat' as an adverb.
(my reply to his offer to score me some heroin for my recovery) - While finishing off my physical decline with some pharma grade skag is tempting, I find the Percoset with a Fat Tire Ale sufficient for me to park in front of the TV Channel and waste a day."
He mentioned to me that the voting for medical blog of the year was taking place this last weekend. His competition was overseas in India and the competition had has about 6.3 million Facebook friends. That means to win this Dr. ZDoggMD would need hundreds of votes to win.
With mission parameters set, I voted and turns out Dr. ZDoggMD won. He is the shiz-nit in the medical video-blogging world. Go here to be enlightened and frightened:
http://zdoggmd.com/
Where is this going? Simple here is the last email exchange between ZD-izzle and me about the voting results. One other bit of info is on January 22, 2011 I crashed hard on my road bike and separated my shoulder, really separated it. Thanks to modern medicine I had it repaired on February 2, 2011 and and now whining my way back to health.
With further ado here is the last email in the India versus the U.S.A for best medical video blog thread:
(the reason I think he won) - "I think the time change screwed your opponent as the majority of his network at the time were busy helping customers in the call center when voting closed. I know this because I read it somewhere and can make the hasty generalization with a high level of confidence because of the pain killers.
(my response to him calling me an old man with a dead person's tendon in me) - Isn't that the truth: I am now wasting away because I was trying to get in good shape. However my next door neighbor who has an unusual amount of information that is almost always correct said his ACL tendon was from either a motorcycle accident or suicide - which if you think about it is really the same thing.
So if it is a suicide my right arm will be my David McCall (look it up on IMDB my homeboy). If it is a motorcycle accident I will end up with short cropped spiked hair frosted on tips, another tight leather single purpose suit, a helmet with my safe word stenciled on the back in case I run into a real biker gang, and an ex-wife, followed by a girlfriend who doesn't mind my new job is shuttling inner city youtz to upscale burghs like yours to sell subscriptions from a dying print industry. But that may be the Vicodin typing. I am assured a place in lore over Cool as Ice.
(why carry a smart phone?) - You ready for this? I had to show the doc my x-ray on my iPhone because
(my reply to his offer to score me some heroin for my recovery) - While finishing off my physical decline with some pharma grade skag is tempting, I find the Percoset with a Fat Tire Ale sufficient for me to park in front of the TV Channel and waste a day."
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