11 October 2009

Icepacks

The Shark often complains about my affinity for ice packs. It's not that I necessarily have an affinity for them, it's that I have a phobia about inflammation in my soft tissue. Soft tissue being anything that's not bone which is hard tissue in the parlance of my people. I used to fight the inflammation with oral nsaids and herbal antiinflammatories and then my gut got ugly about it so that's not happening anymore. So I'm all over the ice packs.

Good times, good times.

04 October 2009

The Universe is a funny old gal

Yesterday, my sister had an extra ticket to see Bruce of Springsteen. Perhaps you are familiar with the name. Like Springsteen, I grew up in Freehold NJ (sharkbutt will argue that I'm grown out not grown up, but whatever!) It's probably been about 10 years or so since I've seen he and the E Street Band in concert and probably been about 20 since I've seen them in concert in NJ. There is a religious fervor to the madness surrounding it and I ain't even gonna lie. I was swept up in it. And yeah, I know every word to every song. This got me home at about 1 this morning and the alarm at 6 was ugly and early. If ya know what I mean. But I had to fetch the mothership for our annual trek to the Race for the Cure. And there is a religious fervor to the race for the cure. The energy is extraordinary. And not just from the 15 kids I high fived on my way through.

Great weekend, very powerful stuff.