Back Day

Yesterday morning, I somehow managed to throw out my back while bending over my laptop to check my email saving a small child from the path of an oncoming dump truck. Since then, I have been homebound, slowly shuffling around the house with an excessively curved back, not unlike a D3 Witch Doctor. In yoga terminology, I can cat just fine but seem to have misplaced the muscles needed to cow. It's a weird feeling, because it's not necessarily that painful -- it just feels like a few muscles that I once relied upon have mysteriously vanished.

Since the aging process has apparently accelerated, I expect to get my first gray hair tomorrow, after which I will have dinner at 4:30 PM and watch Wheel of Fortune on TBS. In the meantime though, I am lying on the floor with the miscreant laptop on my stomach, working on a proposal for work.