One more weird little thing happened at Shore Leave that I forgot to mention. On Friday evening, my first night at the con, I noticed that my right little finger was sore around the knuckle, but I didn’t know why. Saturday morning, I was startled to look at it and see it was lividly bruised, since I still had no recollection of hurting it. My best guess was that I’d banged it on something while wrestling with my luggage.

On my trip back, though, I stopped for the night at a motel from the same chain I’d stayed at going out, and when I took a shower before bed, I pulled one of the shower’s heavy sliding glass doors shut and banged my left middle finger’s knuckle between the door and the wall. The same thing must have happened to my right knuckle at the other motel on the trip out. Although it could’ve also happened my first night or morning at the Shore Leave hotel, since it had very nearly the same shower design. I have to wonder why such dangerous shower doors are so popular.

On the plus side, though, my right knuckle’s bruise had cleared up by Sunday, and the left one never bruised at all, so I guess it didn’t get pinched as hard.