Sometime in the night
Someone came and replaced the bowling balls in my head with billiard balls. They’re still there, but slightly less intrusive.
I’m hoping to take some vitamin I and work my way down to ping pong balls by noon.
Sunday 06 Apr 2014
Its no different out here in Oregon. Everything is blooming, the sinuses are raging, and a short woods trip up to 3,000 feet elevation and back down to test-fire a repaired firearm has set off a cacaphony of ear-bells gonging and pressure-change ear pops. To top it off, my ear protection didn’t work well on one side, so the whole issue is directional and has me swivelling to listen to anyone speak.
Hell to get old, innit?
You mean like this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSpPyTNSlTU
Jenny
Still pretty clear around here. Getting old is not for the weak.
Get well soon. Winter is coming.