Paw Repair

Wednesday marks an event that has been a long time coming. I’m finally getting my hand repaired! The nerves in both my paws were damaged when I was rear-ended in June 2008 and pushed into another car, and I’ve had three years of conservative treatment with no improvement. So, finally, after three years of numbness,…

My Own Little Protest Song

The (ahem) music from two houses over started up again last night, shortly after eleven, and continued intermittently until well after I quit reading at one and turned out my light. In honour of the sheer obnoxious volume and lack of musical skill shown by my neighbours, I’ve written my own protest song. I borrowed…