WordPress ahoy

I have moved my blog to WordPress! It’s been a long time coming.

I’ve been holding out on leaving LiveJournal, mostly because I didn’t see TOO many shortfalls over other blogging software. It still allowed me to do whatever a blogger needed to do. But upon realizing that the future of LiveJournal is a bit sketchy, and that they’ve been placing JavaScripts all over my page that don’t do anything, and the only reason there aren’t ads all over my page is because I paid them a bunch of money a few years ago to become a “Permanent Member,” I decided it was time to pack up.

In other news, I’ve been hanging out today recovering from arm surgery, in which a big metal plate was removed from my arm, which was originally installed after I was in a car/bike accident earlier this year. I’m sure once my incision closes up and my bone heals (needs to fill in the holes that were left by the plate being screwed in), I’ll be able to regain the majority of the range of motion I lost.

I seem to be recovering pretty well, in fact – not a lot of pain, no more bleeding, and my diet was back to normal just hours after I woke up from the operation. And I spent all day moving from LiveJournal to my WordPress installation, so I haven’t gotten totally bored from lazing around at home just yet.

iPhone 4 The Tie

I reserved an iPhone 4 the day preorders opened – I didn’t actually order one since I couldn’t get through Apple’s website; I reserved one via the Apple Store iPhone app instead. Turns out this was about as good an outcome as waiting for it to just be available, since I wouldn’t have had to wait in a 6-hour line, like I did. I even made fun of the people waiting overnight to get their iPhone so they don’t have to wait during their workday, but there I was. I am such a tool.

Now whether I’m a tool for actually BUYING the new iPhone is debatable. Getting a new phone usually results in me MAKING money, because I can sell the old one, sans contract, for about the same price of a new one, plus AppleCare, plus tax. Disregard the fact that I took time out of my work day to get this phone, which cost me almost that amount in lost pay. It’s not lost! I’m on contract! I can make it up whenever I want! Ugh!…

No, the reason I might be a tool is because of Early Adoption Syndrome. The new iPhone has two flaws, both of which I’m not sure if Apple will have a solution to anytime soon.

First, it’s the infamous left-handed signal loss issue, which does affect me, because I am left-handed. Almost all of the calls I’ve made so far have required that I move my hand from the natural phone-holding position, lest the calls be dropped. It’s a real shame. I can’t start holding it in the other hand because it’s still difficult to lift my right hand to my face. I really don’t want to buy a case because I keep the phone in my pocket and I can see the rubber conflicting with the ease of taking it in and out of my pocket. That, and I don’t feel as if I need to buy something extra to correct an inherent design problem.

Second, it’s FaceTime: it might work right out of the box, but it doesn’t when you restore your old iPhone’s backup onto the new phone. You can’t re-enable it: the option just plain disappears from the phone settings screen. The only way to get FaceTime to work is to restore your iPhone to factory settings and start from scratch, which would be fine, if it wasn’t for one thing: Final Fantasy II. The game, and many other games I have on my phone, have save data which I want to keep around (the data screen reports I have spent 23 hours and 18 minutes on the game so far). So basically, I need to finish up the game – which, by the way, runs just amazingly on the new phone compared to my old one – before I can restore and enable FaceTime. Which is fine, because I don’t know anyone else with an iPhone 4 and the feature is a gimmick just like video chat has always been.

Overall I’m glad I upgraded, mostly due to speed concerns. The OS and apps just blaze along. The new higher-resolution screen is pretty, but doesn’t really affect my experience that much. Due to the reception problem, I might have been better off buying an iPhone 3GS, which is also pretty fast. But I’ll deal with it. Maybe Apple will come out with a software update that will solve both problems. Probably not. But there’s always hope.

Achievement Unlocked, or Why Lyndon LaRouche Owes Me An Arm

I broke my first bone yesterday, and it was pretty badass!

I was biking to work as usual, eager to jump in and check all my code into SVN, when I noticed something new on Market Street: LaRouche PAC tabling with their obnoxious “Obama = Hitler and should be impeached because he wants people to be healthy” posters. Quite angered, I continued along my route, up until I reached the usual crosswalk at Market and Sutter.

Quite distracted, I did not wait until the light turned red to turn left and cross the street – rather, I started turning left at the yellow light. Meanwhile, a dude decided to floor it across the intersection before the light turned red. Bad combination!

I heard a screech, felt the impact, instantly thought “oh shit, this is a real-life accident I’m a part of,” saw the world turn upside down, saw my bike fly across the intersection, hit the ground landing on my right arm, saw a flash of red, bounced up, and landed on my chest. Within seconds I was on my feet, yelling for someone to stop that car, which was at the next light by that point.

A bunch of people rushed over to me and someone helped me sit down, then lie down, on the curb. Answered “yes” when asked if someone should call 911, unaware of the state of my arm just yet. My bike eventually showed up next to me on the curb, but I noticed my phone was gone when I checked my pockets.

Ambulance and police arrived in very short order. The man who hit me had come back and was apologizing profusely to me, and answering to the police about what happened. It wasn’t really debatable what happened – he was zooming through a yellow light and I jumped the gun having assumed that no other cars were coming. Eventually paramedics were asking me the usual questions – where it hurts, whether I have any allergies, etc. etc. It was becoming more and more apparent that my right arm had been more than just twisted. I asked, sheepishly, if anyone had seen an iPhone lying around.

Soon I was on a stretcher being whisked by ambulance to SF General Hospital, with pillows to cushion my right arm. The receptionist at Linden Lab was notified of the situation. My bike went along for the ride, slightly beat up but definitely in fixable condition. (I was wearing a helmet, by the way.) I was brought into a trauma room, had my shirt cut off and my pants removed, and was hooked up to morphine. I was quite conscious this entire time – the shock had worn off pretty quickly after I got hit, and all I really felt was intense pain in my shoulder. A doctor ran x-rays, but I couldn’t easily move my arm into the requested positions since the pain was basically blocking me from doing so.

A social worker asked if there was anyone they could call, and at that moment, a policeman walked through the door with my phone. He snarkily remarked that it would have been smushed on the side of the road had Muni actually been a reliable service. Unfortunately, the screen was white, and despite a tech-savvy nurse’s attempt to replace the SIM card and get the numbers off, it was a lost cause. I did know my mom and dad’s numbers, so they were notified, and eventually my dad notified Anna. I was shown the results of the x-rays and I did indeed have a fracture in my humerus, near my shoulder.

Eventually I was brought into the trauma center hallway, where I stayed for about an hour in pain. I asked for water, but they couldn’t provide it because it was possible I was going to undergo surgery and needed to have an empty stomach. I eventually requested more morphine, which they supplied a good 15 minutes later. Anna eventually came and I swear it never felt so good to see the face of a loved one. She stood there stroking my knees as I walked her through what happened.

It turned out that the first x-rays weren’t telling enough, so I was wheeled away for a second round, and wheeled back to the hallway, where I waited around for yet another hour. Then it turned out that the SECOND round of x-rays didn’t show anything useful, so I was wheeled away for a third one. And back to the hallway. An hour later, I was given a sling and declared free to go, with a Vicodin prescription.

It was about 4:30 by then – a good eight hours since the accident – and I was very thirsty and hungry. So much, in fact, that when I attempted to get up and walk around, I became very dizzy due to low blood sugar and took a seat until I was provided with some apple juice, milk, and an orange. The best apple juice, milk, and orange I ever fucking had.

Anna helped me clothe, and we were out the door. So very fortunate that Anna lives a block away from the emergency room doors. I took a small nap as Anna (who hadn’t eaten all day either) ordered some food from the delicious Big Lantern.

That’s pretty much the story. Got my Vicodin, headed back to my place with a pint of Humphry Slocombe‘s Secret Breakfast (and a complimentary cookie), watched the new Lost, and hit the hay. Today I’m taking it easy, answering company email, scheduling a follow-up orthopedic appointment with Kaiser, and getting my iPhone’s screen replaced (good as new!). I’ll probably be out and about regularly by next week.

I keep reminding myself that I got hit by a car yesterday. It’s surreal. I was that dude that everyone saw flying into the intersection after a loud screech and a crunch. It’s the first time I got hit by a car and the first time I broke a bone. On both counts, pretty tame compared to what could have happened in that situation. Glad to be up, conscious, and already on the road to recovery.