I'm not saying having lower back pains is fun. Wincing when sitting or arising is hardly an attractive or amusing way to pass the time. But if you have to have back troubles, may I sincerely suggest you have them in Thailand ( Read more... )

At the recommendation of the wise Mme. Bat, Ben bought us a WiiFitness pad and software for our Nintendo system.

I know, it sounds super-lame, but it's super-not. Today we did our first workout. Now, you must know that I have nothing against exercise. Wish I had more of it in my life. It's nice bartending again. I get to walk about four or five ( Read more... )

Ben and I have decided that although we're 40 year old men, we don't necessarily have to look like it. I see no reason why we shouldn't cheat death ( Read more... )

I'm all alone in a very stretched limo with a glass of wine, driving through Carson City on the way up the mountain to Lake Tahoe, pondering some words of wisdom I read on the plane. And where did I stumble upon these comforting words? In nothing as holy as the bible, the Koran, nor the Kama Sutra. Neither will the thought be found in the works of ( Read more... )

Soz once again for the long delay in an update.

I know it's time to scribble something here when I start receiving emails, phone calls and texts from concerned friends: Are you okay???

Why yes, and thanks for asking!

It's been quite a couple of weeks.

Paul was in town from jolly ole Blighty, and while I wasn't up to my usual speed with him, and ( Read more... )

Low-nicotine-related dream: I coughed up a great deal of chunky brown-gray hollandaise. I was embarrassed and tried to shove it down a shower drain before anyone saw it, but it stuck and strung from my fingers like ectoplasm ( Read more... )

Apologies for the gross negligence I've given the Art [ahem] of Blogging for the last week-plus. It's been a whirlwind of the most momentous variety, having my treasure qfu in town. Every day packs a wallop, and I will be writing about this week and its weighty impact on my life. I only wish I could return a tenth of the service that W. renders to me ( Read more... )

As I opened one of the kitchen windows yesterday, mine eyes beheld a sight most sublime ( Read more... )

Things are seeming a bit better since my last (f'locked) words. My back, while still very angry with me for doing risky acrobatics like getting in a car, picking up a cat, or turning to the right, is howling with less fervor than the last few days. An angry murmur, I'll call it, with episodes of minor shrieks just to liven the atmosphere. Also, I ( Read more... )

Shoutout to docbrite, and all the other pre-summer-sickness people suffering unseasonable and annoying maladies.

This comes from my 1906 copy of The Picayune's Creole Cookbook, and might be just the elixir to settle a myriad of woes.


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