I went to the doctor for the first time in quite a while so I wasn't overly surprised to weigh in at 266 lbs. Fat? You bet your ass, sporty. On the other hand, if you've recently had your pathlete ass punked on the Cedar Trail by a plump, old MF with a seriously f-ed up knee, maybe you're not all that and a bag of chips.
Tomorrow we go see the movie Contagion. Don't worry I'll wash my hands afterward.
Remember 9/11 by telling those closest to you how much you love them even if it seems awkward. The future's uncertain and the end is always near - The Doors.