Snippets...

More than a decade ago a girl dropped me on my backside while rock climbing and screwed up my sacrum some. These days, while working out, I've been trying to find exercises that help resolve some of these past injuries by strengthening the small muscles around the injured place. One of the best things I've found for this area- which is the lowest vertebrae right next to the tail bone- is to "walk like a sexy girl". That's what I call it anyways (as I always give exercises descriptive names, it helps to remember them) even though I most assuredly don't have the physique for it.

But what I do is walk for a hundred yards or so with a grand swing in my backyard. I mean I really sashay myself up and down the road. I stop, mind you, when I hear a car coming and go back to my manly orangutan walk. But once the coast is clear...

The other night I was telling some of the boys I work with this and they asked for a demonstration. Always ready to oblige the boys for a laugh, I got up from our table and did the best damn sexy walk I could. I didn't get more than twenty feet before I had not only our table, but some stranger's table blowing me some wolf whistles.

I kinda liked all the attention. No wonder girl's do it, even though it isn't natural or easy to do...

Mum was telling me she watched a program on TV about how bears and mountain lions are getting closer to people, because people are getting closer to where they live... Yeah yeah, sure. I know about encroachment issues. Then she told me that a guy they interviewed had a bear bite him on the top of his head. The bear would not let go until the wife beat it with a thermos...

Thanks Mum...

I discovered a hair growing in the middle of my forehead the other night. No big deal, really, except I started thinking about how long it had been there (it was almost two inches long) was growing all by itself in the middle of a barren place where HAIR IS NOT SUPPOSED TO GROW. I wondered how I missed it for four months, confronting the mirror at least twice a day to brush my teeth...

Was it an errant eyebrow hair? Or a head hair that got itself lost? I plucked it, which was a shame given that I now have reduced-follicle issues...