Hey hey hey! (Think Dwayne from What's Happening, not Fat Albert.)
Just spent the last two days on my couch, watching the entirety of 30 Rock's first season on DVD. It's the perfect antidote for the writer's strike! Well, maybe not perfect, as the writers don't get that huge a percent of the DVD sales, thanks to the last time they got fucked over on a contract.
Anyway, I'm going in tomorrow to have steroids injected into my spine, so if I don't post for a few days, you'll all know that the doctor missed and severed something. Whoops!
If you crossed a beach and saw only one set of footprints, then you will know that a flying spaghetti monster carried you across the sand, and then you'll know I was sending kind thoughts your way.