Friday. The weekend. Thank goodness.

Hey! My back is better! Just when I was about to give up hope and run myself over with my car - the full moon pulled something back in place - I can walk again - well, better than I have for the last week. I'm still sore as all get out. Special thanks to everyone who sent links to stretching exercises, back gurus, shamans, and Dr. Kevorkian's home phone number. You guys are awesome!

Seriously, I thought I was going to lose my mind. I don't know how people with chronic pain deal. I never thought I was all that active - until I was flat on my back for the last week and DYING to get out to do STUFF. It sucks to lay there and do nothing. Oh sure, I read, I looked at all the dust stuck on the ceiling fan, I called the President to complain about the war (didn't he declare the war was over a while back?), I made Lainey bring me a few photo books, I finished writing my novel, I yelled out the window for my neighbors to "shut the hell up! don't you know there's a crippled old fat guy up here trying to recover??", I drove Lala crazy by calling her every five minutes to tell her I was sure I was going to die any moment, and I found out I have six toes.

See? I can't be laid up like this ever again. It's dangerous for a guy like me. I need to be moving. I need to be out and about - sniffing at the world and kissing babies - and stuff.

I hope to ride my bike this weekend. I know, I know, I'll take it easy. I promise. I have a boatload of stuff I have to get done around the house after not being able to do squat for the last week. I'll GLADLY do it - I'm not complaining. I need to workout. I need to take crazy Lainey to the lake. I need to scan film. I need to process images. Oh - and I start my large format class on Sunday! Should be wicked cool fun.

So - I'm feeling better. Have a fantastical weekend. Take care of yourselves. Be good to one another. Oh -- and if you have someone to kiss - do it. I hear it's good for you.

I learn by going where I have to go. -Theodore Roethke

Listening to: Diamonds On The Soles of Her Shoes - Paul Simon

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