Forged by darkness, Baptised in Fire... Randy Quaid.
Mike's appearance today at US Cellular is brought to you by Darvocet and Motrin IB.
Seems that the indestructable might of one Charles J Weewax has an Achilles' Heel. Except its not my heel so much as it is a somethingorother joint in the lower part of my spine. I all but made my own schedule this week so that I could properly hang out with Mr. S. Harvey whilst he was in town, only to have my back suddenly change its mind at the last minute. Thus forcing me to spend my day off in all manner of twisted contortions to ease the pain that would shoot from spine every couple of minutes.
It wasn't until I couldn't stand up straight that Patti decided we were going to the Urgent Care place, thus forcing a postponement of festivities.
Why am I here? Because I could get out of bed today with lesser pain. And I need the friggin' money because I can't help but get hurt and have bad teeth.
I was going to say more, but I just made a phone call to Herr Bruniga and it threw off my point.
Friggin' mini-cup of yogurt! Every time I open one it spits bits of yogurt at me! I get angry at it every time, but does it stop me from doing it again the next time? No! I just shot it all over my shoulder! Tiny flecks that clean up easy enough, but that's not the point!
What would happen if I did that to customers?!
The answer of course is that I would laugh. All the way to unemployment.
Anyway, that's what I got. Cheers
Seems that the indestructable might of one Charles J Weewax has an Achilles' Heel. Except its not my heel so much as it is a somethingorother joint in the lower part of my spine. I all but made my own schedule this week so that I could properly hang out with Mr. S. Harvey whilst he was in town, only to have my back suddenly change its mind at the last minute. Thus forcing me to spend my day off in all manner of twisted contortions to ease the pain that would shoot from spine every couple of minutes.
It wasn't until I couldn't stand up straight that Patti decided we were going to the Urgent Care place, thus forcing a postponement of festivities.
Why am I here? Because I could get out of bed today with lesser pain. And I need the friggin' money because I can't help but get hurt and have bad teeth.
I was going to say more, but I just made a phone call to Herr Bruniga and it threw off my point.
Friggin' mini-cup of yogurt! Every time I open one it spits bits of yogurt at me! I get angry at it every time, but does it stop me from doing it again the next time? No! I just shot it all over my shoulder! Tiny flecks that clean up easy enough, but that's not the point!
What would happen if I did that to customers?!
The answer of course is that I would laugh. All the way to unemployment.
Anyway, that's what I got. Cheers