The Blocker

Yes, I've been ignoring my three fans. I'm sorry. Finals and work have killed me the past two weeks. I'm back.

Yes, this picture is of shoddy quality. Yes, it's dark, it's fuzzy, and otherwise worthless. It was the best I could do. I needed to show you rush hour technique at Grand Central Station. It's called, finding a blocker.

During rush hour, there are thousands upon thousands of people going to trains, getting off trains, going to the subway, going to the street, getting something to eat, shopping, etc. All in a single building. In order to make your way effectively through the station to your post-station destination, without stopping every two steps as someone blocks your path, you must find a blocker, or better yet, several blockers.

The technique is thus, find a blocker(s) and stay on his/her hip (I don't discriminate). You choose a hip by determining which side the traffic perpendicular to your path is coming from. If it's coming from the right, you are on the left hip. From the left, on the right hip. Switching blockers is acceptable. Losing your blocker is traumatic.

FYI on my running. I had an MRI on my right leg yesterday. The nice MRI people gave me the pictures to take to my doctor. I oohed and ahhed at them. Unfortunately, I cannot interpret what is going on. I tried running 10 days ago and took about 15 steps before the rotting feeling in my right leg came back and it felt like my leg was going to snap in half. I'll try again next week.