Mr. Christian goes to Augusta

My Metro Spirit press badge offers me rare glimpses into the inner workings of local government. OK, so anyone can attend the meetings, but cut me some slack, OK? My badge really isn't good for much other than opening doors when I'm locked out (that lamination is first-class). But regardless, this photo is an interesting study in local government at work.

Pictured, left to right: Joe Bowles, Betty Beard, Don Grantham and Alvin Mason. Ass only, behind Beard, is Sylvia Cooper, working on her City Ink column.

Vienna sausage, anyone?

No...that's not a canned meat treat, it's my left pinkie toe. Getting up off the couch yesterday, I smacked it on the ottoman as I was walking. Thinking I had just stubbed it, I walked it off. But then I looked at it, to check it for blood and noticed it was bent at a weird angle. After the waves of nausea passed, I called my doc to get it reduced. Went in 45 minutes later, but he didn't want to take a chance with it and referred me to my sports med guy. So I've been dealing with a bent, swollen toe for about 18 hours now, but an appointment in 6 hours to get it fixed.

Hopefully, I can get that 2 hour trainer ride in tonight.