Tuesday, November 1, 2016


I have been exercising lately. In other words, I sweat and turn all red and hurt all over. But I'm feeling the burn, so that's good, right?

I can make it about 5 city blocks before the pain in my shins makes me feel stabby. (Autocorrect wants to change stabby to stab you, which sounds much more threatening but is not what I mean. I just want to take a stick and poke at roadkill. Wait, this has taken a turn...)

Anyway, if you see me out walking and I'm particularly red faced and sweaty, I would probably avoid me. If I've fallen and can't get up, press my life support button. Just kidding - call 911. I've probably had the big one. If I have a stick, run. Run far, far away.

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