I just got back from my first bike ride since my fall, and it was a delight. Thanks to lostraven loaning me his training stand for rehab, I wasn't totally cold. I'm definitely weaker than I was before, but hey that's what those low gears are for, right?
The new apartment is, I kid you not, about 500' from the north end of the Meramec Greenway! I rode fast ( Read more... )

I awoke at 4AM this morning deeply upset. I had a dream where there was some sort of reunion concert for my college marchimg band. Everyone was thrilled, the music was going to be great. We were all boked in a hotel and having fun being together again ( Read more... )

Wendy and I are moving to Kirkwood on Aug 25'th, and while I'm on my feet again I'm largely useless when it comes to extended lifting and/or carrying, so we need all the help we can get. Especially so since many of the fixtures of moving buddy lore are going to be out of town that day ( Read more... )

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I took my camera out today for the first time since "The Fall." It felt good. I rolled out onto my ramp and took some mediocre shots of my roses (I wasn't close enough for my lens) but is was nice to get out under the sky and do something I love. Met a new neighbor who seemed cool ( Read more... )

The haunted mansion of which I am in small part an owner has been cast to play the part of a haunted mansion in a Kris Kristopherson/Skeet Ulrich project currently filming in Louisiana ( Read more... )

Watching movies ( Read more... )

For the past day or so I've been treated to periodic sparks of pain throughout the tenderized meat patty commonly known as the bottom of my left foot. I was alarmed by this at first, but after a bit I realized that after each wave of pain-sparks, I was regaining a bit of sensation in the traumatized area. As the swelling abates, my nerves are ( Read more... )

So this past Sunday, I fell two-and-a-half stories off of my own roof. Little bit of overconfidence (I've been up on most every building I've lived in since helping my Dad re-roof our garage when I was a kid, what could go wrong?) + little bit of bad luck=a whole lot of falling onto some nice soft concrete ( Read more... )

I think my depressive kick bottomed out last week. All isn't hunky dory, but I'm starting to deal with things a bit better. I'm starting to return phone calls from weeks ago, and write music again. I'm not being tormented by dreams on a nightly basis, nor loosing as many days to self-induced oblivion. weneh gave me some good advice on self cognitive- ( Read more... )