I noticed when I walked by the mirror that Larry David replaced William Hurt. Then when adjusting the elbow support I pictured the open floor in my Chevy so I could unlock the Hurst shifter. It's frustrating when shit stops working. But then the Globes as Opposed to Pharma took over and my imminent woe is me poofed. The guy who hates being identified as the guy who fell off the chair said it right: Look at your surroundings and never forget that arrogance makes compost smell sweet.

Wear and tear is worth a second or two and thinking about those who can't feel this slides in, but the elation was so-o long in the making and it continues every day. Hat's off to Hairpie, man.