Mom has been returned to the top of the page courtesy of a free ride on my home-made ejection seat, code named "The Ejectulator". My buddy Zeke and I made it using the leaf springs from a 1962 Dodge pickup truck, a broken down old wheelchair, and three sticks of dynamite of questionable provenance. It worked so well that it shot Mom way beyond the top of the BS section and mid-way into the music section where she bumped her head on a thread about "Singing Together at joe-offer.com". Then she fell back down to the top of the BS section where she bruised both her pride and her coccyx.

Despite the mishap. Mom says it was a fun ride and she'll do it again if we can scrape up a crash helmet from somewhere and incorporate a parachute in The Ejectulator's design.

Only problem is that those three sticks of dynamite were all Zeke had and trying to get more may involve unwanted visits from ATF, DHS, or other governmental acronyms and abbreviations. Maybe Zeke and I'll make a run to that big fireworks place over in Alabama and buy a bunch of cherry bombs or M-80s.

Get well soon, Mom.