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How many bones have you broken? Yours or someone else's?

One bone, my left forearm - from falling right outside my house and using my arms to brace my fall, a very very long time ago. So long it almost seems like one of those dreams that may or may not have been real.

And this was one of those stories where we went to the hospital emergency room, right away, and they told me it was just sprained - no x-rays, and they put it in a sling. Then a few days later we went to my real doctors who upon looking at my eight year old arm, said wow that is broken.

What's the most obsessive-compulsive thing you do in a normal day?

Chase expired dreams. And by that I mean constantly read the internet. Feed readers are a silent killer.

I am in Pittsburgh, setting up my apartment and learning a new place.

But, it is all about the community, right man?

If you want to follow me, you might as well hang out at patrickgage.com