Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Something to sooth the pain . . . and it hasn’t arrived yet . . .

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Long story short:  Went out to see if we had keys to fit the door of the recording studio – it was dark – the slope was slippery – I slipped and fell.  My right shoulder took the brunt of the fall.  My right shoulder took the brunt of the last fall I had shoveling snow.  I can feel the soreness and I’m sure I’ll really feel it tomorrow.  The beer, Samuel Smith, is just to ease the pain a bit.  ■  Tomorrow I’ve got lots to do.  Posters to be created and delivered; doctor’s orders to be found; appointments to be made; and a bunch of other stuff.  Time for bed.  ‘Night.  ■ 

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