Man, if I keep this up I’ll find myself in emergency room. Last night when I went out to walk the poopers, I mis-stepped and fell on the edge of the patio, falling with my knee meeting concrete at great velocity. OW! This morning as I was getting down on the floor to give my spaniel (who was in his hidey hole to avoid getting more drops squirted in his eyes) his morning cheese-enveloped pills, I cracked my head on the table, right between the eyes. I saw stars. Just now I was washing dishes, dropped a wet glass and cut my damn hand on a shard.

I think I’ll start drinking. Can’t do any worse. Sheesh.