What day is it?

Being out of work to recover from having my leg sawed off, it's so easy to lose track of time.  All those little markers that tip us off on days of the week.... most are missing right now.  Especially that feeling of hope, relief, , and exhaustion that teachers feel right around Thursday morning.  'If I can just hold it together *two* more days....'.

The Physical Terrorists began upping the game yesterday.  Flexing to 98 degrees, and straight out.  Gently, I suppose, but they are getting real about it now.  Measuring instruments have come into play. Stairs have suddenly appeared.  Hellish rubber bands and the word 'Squat' have been used.

I mentioned to the Terrorist once again, I Have A Plan, and will be back to work on the 23rd at the latest.  "Of JULY?" he said, seemingly taken back.    Um Huh.... yes dude..... July.


In other news, and I mean ALL OVER the news.... politics is getting more entertaining by the day. Kennedy puts in his notice, and The Crowd Goes Wild.

That sound you hear?  It's the sound of Petards firing off all over the political landscape.   People won't have to look hard to find embarrassing reminders of recent Supreme battles, and a lot of Poli-Tick twonks are going to be slapped with their own words all day, every day, for months to come.

Time to stock up on popcorn and ammo....