Saturday, December 21, 2024
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Ancient History
Continuing the Christmas tradition, poor Santa is somewhat deflated.
WE WILL RISE AGAIN!
Christmas including - Hanukah! Alert: a happy week; bash the Greeks - nicely.
Good very night.
Lumbar Plexes
So what do I have in my bag of tricks to allay the effects of aging. Therefore and hereto... look out!
Over the past summer, a record setter in the books, I'm afraid I became a bit of a hypochondriac. Motion was out of the question. I stayed indoors, coming out well after dark. First of all, my BMs were irregular, then the itchys. Was my pillow infested. Hey... I had a case of the scabies after a bed bound client went several rounds to a rehab center. So, all laundered and tea tree oil. Scalp 'treatments' no end. All resolved. Unaware of mites, but no microscope. 🥴 Just what doctor ordered.
Up and at 'em upon World Series and the bowels were taken care of. Sooner after, hello there be tender. Restrained. Wary. She asked me if I were ascared, yuck, yuck... only when I can't see through you and, sorry to say you typify. Something about room-mate. The girl must need a hand.
Something's up today. Self-adjusting slowly, my back had a good crick. Really good. Some relief to sciatic nerve; no, great relief. Hence I'm considering going back to chiropractor rather to osteopath. Long story going back two years (and then some years prior) to last encounter with chiro. Some question as to whether he can service me - insurance didn't pay last treatments. After Christmas.
Up and at 'em upon World Series and the bowels were taken care of. Sooner after, hello there be tender. Restrained. Wary. She asked me if I were ascared, yuck, yuck... only when I can't see through you and, sorry to say you typify. Something about room-mate. The girl must need a hand.
Something's up today. Self-adjusting slowly, my back had a good crick. Really good. Some relief to sciatic nerve; no, great relief. Hence I'm considering going back to chiropractor rather to osteopath. Long story going back two years (and then some years prior) to last encounter with chiro. Some question as to whether he can service me - insurance didn't pay last treatments. After Christmas.
Drenched
I've decided to post et ceteras here. There's no one otherwise, but there may be - depending on how I play my cards. As mentioned, am at Uptown Plaza. Read a story of beer baths, given at a spa... what else is new. I would have liked to have given that to SS for Christmas, along with a steak at The Stockyard, but they ruined it. Ruined it! Poltergeists... get bent.
Calma. Calma. Wasn't going anywhere anyway. That was some meeting. Yowza!
A cloudburst. An end to the torrid weather. A real downpour. I thought I was going to Dapper Dan's, or whatever it's called, and missed that it's been changed over to The Horse and Hide. I ran in, and ran into SS. She gave me a towel. What a hoot. She looked bemused, and the towel was handed off as per wiping the bar.
Funny joke, "Bar rag... 5 cents." But then my imagination got the better of me. Schmuck!
Whose Moon
There's the blue moon, the blood moon, the harvest moon. Who's moon is this? Just me looking at it! I suppose other people might take notice, but they're mostly taking.
The crossroads of late uptown Phoenix. Saturday morning. Time for a talking to as well. But no one. Waiting for a lady. Good luck. We could talk about the moon.
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