Neanderpundit

Drunken Yoga.

It’s not his fault. He’s a VICTIM, I tellya!

I had a solution for this when it was Tiger Woods. Let Weiner hang around me, I’ll be completely naked, for two weeks. He won’t be Sexting anymore. In fact, every time he thinks about sex, he’ll vomit, I guarantee, or the remedial treatment is free.

in the Exploder tonight. Hopefully it gives me a good feel for how I’ll do driving to work in the ayem.

The hands feel pretty good. I can’t make fists yet, but I can now touch the tips of my fingers to the palms of my hands. On the right it doesn’t hurt to do this, the left still hurts a bit but its improving. I’m supposed to remove the bannages tomorrow evening and go to just band aids.

Thanks to all the wonderful thoughts from everyone, and especial thanks to Jenny, my dear friend, who cajoled and bitched and goaded me into finally getting this done. I feel immensely better than I thought I would, and i hope it continues to improve. I hope I won’t be overdoing it by going to work tomorrow.

Update: I can’t flatspin the wheel- the heel of my hand is where the surgery took place, of course, so heelspinning the wheel is out of the question. I made a funny noice the first time I tried it, accidentally, but i’ll have to hand-over-hand tomorrow, and for the forseeable future.