Yeah, folks, I beenm to the real doctor... Right after going to the massauge therapist who screwed, ahhhhh, messed me up... The real doctor is the one who is havin' me go thru the PT... I think I have improved a little since yesterday... Maybe not... I was able to get in and drive the car this mornin' to fetch materials for a guy who is sanding the hardwood floors in the house I've built... No, I made the guy at the paint place load 'um into the car...
Right now I can't quite get my right arm around the front of a geetar so there ain't no geetar pickin' 'round here...