you pretty much said it yourself, Tom. 15 days is perfectly adequate training to be cannon fodder. I typed this last night and failed to "save" it.
right now I'm typing with some serious pain, having broken some ribs after a "routine" fall when my bad knee buckled. fortunately, it happened on the semi-shag rugs covering my long hallway.
oy. and ow.
you pretty much said it yourself, Tom. 15 days is perfectly adequate training to be cannon fodder. I typed this last night and failed to "save" it.
right now I'm typing with some serious pain, having broken some ribs after a "routine" fall when my bad knee buckled. fortunately, it happened on the semi-shag rugs covering my long hallway.
in David Milch's new (and, unfortunately, last) memoir, he say that "the ravages of age are not for the faint of heart." and just yesterday, I experienced, for the first time, that thing you once described about what happens when you turn your head too quickly. I thought of you. as it is, I can't close my eyes when I'm standing up.
I was looking for some kind of wild metaphoric shtick that's bring this back to Putin, but the typing is too hard to sustain. but is it possible that his people are disinclined to like him as much as they did, say, last year? to quote my old Magic Eight Ball: "Signs point to yes."
you pretty much said it yourself, Tom. 15 days is perfectly adequate training to be cannon fodder. I typed this last night and failed to "save" it.
right now I'm typing with some serious pain, having broken some ribs after a "routine" fall when my bad knee buckled. fortunately, it happened on the semi-shag rugs covering my long hallway.
oy. and ow.
Growin' old - it ain't for sissies!
Yikes!
in David Milch's new (and, unfortunately, last) memoir, he say that "the ravages of age are not for the faint of heart." and just yesterday, I experienced, for the first time, that thing you once described about what happens when you turn your head too quickly. I thought of you. as it is, I can't close my eyes when I'm standing up.
I was looking for some kind of wild metaphoric shtick that's bring this back to Putin, but the typing is too hard to sustain. but is it possible that his people are disinclined to like him as much as they did, say, last year? to quote my old Magic Eight Ball: "Signs point to yes."