Sunday, July 13, 2008

Coxing while intoxicated?

So this saturday, I got up at 6 in the morning so I could be rowing at 7. The only problem is that our coxswain was half an hour late. Her mom dropped her off at the lake. She said she was really sorry, and that she had had a late night (going to bed at 5 in the morning to be exact). She said she was still drunk from the night before, after having quite a few drinks with her friends. And from the way she coxed the boat, she still clearly was. The smell of vodka on her breath was still strong. We joked weather she could get in trouble for coxing while drunk. But all was good, and we had a good row, even if I got quite sunburned in the process.

I spent most of last night and this morning figuring out how to replace the battery in the cox box (the thing that amplifys the coxsain's voice). I went to wal mart and found some RC car batteries, which were perfect (600 Mah NI-CD's). After a lot of soldering, the cox box is working again. Yay for saving a few hundred bucks.

Friday, July 11, 2008

So much has happened

So I spent this summer in England, studying for Step I of the NBME examination (the first step to becoming a licensed physician). This was probably not the best decision I've ever made, since there were plenty of distractions and other stuff to do.

We went to the Isle of Man for a vacation. This cost a fortune (as everything does when the dollar is so weak) but it was well worth it. We stayed at the Wicklow Hills hotel, which is within a half hour walk of the ferry terminal. A guy was waiting outside, and greeted us as we walked up to the place (at 1 in the morning). "Mr. and Mrs. XXXXXX? Welcome to the wicklow hills!" He showed us to our room, and told us that we could arrange payment the next day. Fucking amazing service.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Wow, so much has happened since I last posted. I went to England to study for my step I board exams, and that seemed to go fairly well. While in England, I went to the Isle of Man, went to the Cambridge Beer festival, got chased down an alley by a drunk guy bent on hurting me, and had a jolly good time overall.

I got back to the US. I studied a lot. I took the boards exam, and think I did ok. And now I'm starting the third year of med school.

Wow, I'm half of a doctor already. Who would have known?