Hey guess what!? The pain is gone. My lower back is fine and so is my butt. My bike has broken me in. Like the horse whisperer. I have been tamed.
Except it's hot out, and I will sweat like Jessica Simpson at a Mensa meeting on my way home. But that's aight. No one but a couplea ratdawgs to get grossed out upon my arrival. And they eat poop sandwiches, so - hey, KETTLE AND BLACK, DOGS!!
So, guess what I realized recently? I've been blogging on the dubya machine for 4 years now! Started early in 2003. It would have been just after me and Pay came back from London, England where we celebrated New Year's. I didn't even know Corn then! I also didn't have Flea. Or Farnsy. I didn't own property. I had a parrotlet named Truman, who turned me asthmatic. Funny how things change, yes? (*fyi - I still get updates from Truman's adoptive 'parents' - I love it!* And..no more puffer).
And it's been a year since I switched over the old blog to this one. Some of you have been with me THE ENTIRE TIME. And I just wanna say thanks! Now, a lot of you have your own damn blogs. And I think that's great too. You're all growed up, Blogland.
And with that, I'll wish you a great weekend. And just to piss you off, I took Monday off. HEH.