FIVE MONTH lapse...

FIVE MONTHS... Unbelievable. So much has happened, it's difficult to recap without writing a novel. I'll skip ahead through the "attack of the Z-man" where I took an L with a fractured eye-socket when his phone seemed to irresponsibly and "maliciously" I might add, connect with my face repeatedly.

Last weekend, went down and visited Big E at his folks pad in Atlanta. Had a blast down there going out for dinner with the family and being in "rare form" at the dinner table. Hit a Steeler bar on Sunday and played with a parrot that someone brought to the bar. Picture a huge guy who's 350lbs with a parrot on his shoulder... Yeah... "Ya best start believin' in ghost stories - 'cause you're in one! Harrrr!" Pirate Ox behind the wheel of the SS Hooptie, headin back to the pad. Big E says he broke a finger somehow at the bar - not sure how, but considering the steel pole that used to hold his car phone is snapped in half - could be a possibility...

Oh yeah, also established a relationship with a new doc in ATL that likes to go to the root of problems. Ya know, those docs that just hate to "sit and watch" when you tell them what your symptoms are, etc... I could never figure out why my blood pressure was always pretty high, and no one seemed to care. Well... now all that's taken care of.

More to come...