Monday, April 20, 2009


Well boys and girls, the ole neck is acting up again. I remember this feeling: post-it's with doctors appointments on the wall of my office. The big scary "unknown" area of you obsessions that were once occupied with words like: "fitness" and "roll time". I am not in panic mode yet, but I have already decided if the saw bones says he can fix it with surgery, I am going to do it.

This kind of thing never happens at a good time, because there is no "good" time. I suppose one must remain hopeful. Chin up right?

It hurts to lift my chin. They don't call me the Zipper Neck for nothing.