The patellar tendon. The medial collateral ligament. The A2 pulley. Flexor tendons. All words and all parts of the body that I didn’t know until I needed to. Among so many others, these words coincide with the various injuries I’ve managed to sustain...
MondayTuesdayWeekdayWorkdayThursdayFridayNow it’s my dayA day when I will not go farI may not even start my car Say! Perhaps I’ll even play guitar! Yes. Days press on, yet time is few. Not much of it is ours to choose. Some days are strong And some go...
As per the usual Saturday morning tradition, I grabbed an extra 30 minutes or so of slumber, meandered my way down stairs, poured a cup of coffee, sat on the couch and opened my computer to begin my weekend ritual. I get the brain juices flowing with the the Wordle...
There are few bands and songs that can trigger childhood memories quite the same way that ABBA does. It’s not that they were playing on repeat or that I consider them to be the best band to walk this earth, but there are moments engrained in my memory of my...
While I enjoy the sport, I would hardly call myself an avid skier. As much as I enjoy taking advantage of the season and all the Winter has to offer, I’m no more enthusiastic to strap on shin-bruising boots and seven-layers of clothing, than I am to shelling...
