God bless drugs.
I can walk again, yay!
Note to young hotties holding doors for guys in sevre pain, the response they last want to hear in reply to them telling you whats wrong is “Oh my dad has that!”
Its always polite to let the target get airborne before you shoot it down and there is such a thing as a dispropotionate weight of fire.
Thankyouthatisall.




February 25, 2008 at 6:20 pm
LOL!
February 25, 2008 at 6:20 pm
Glad you feel better, BTW
February 25, 2008 at 6:26 pm
Feeling better?
Did you read that post? Crashed and burned would have been a step UP.
February 25, 2008 at 9:29 pm
Well, you can walk, can’t you? I can’t sit, and sometimes can’t walk either. Or stand. Or…never mind. Glad you feel better:-O
February 26, 2008 at 10:35 pm
We are starting to sound like a bunch of AKs (old farts) in line at the grocery-whats my ailement whats my pill(s), Oi!
February 27, 2008 at 7:38 am
Yep. Depressing, innit.
February 27, 2008 at 3:16 pm
Wait till we start “having a fall”.
When you’re young you fall down, when you’re ready for Florida you “have a fall”. Sort of like a coming out with an ambulance.
February 27, 2008 at 6:48 pm
I’ve already lived in Florida - does it put me in the “beyond having a fall” category? Sigh.