I don't mean to be ugly,I was born this way.

Wednesday morning, and my head feels like it came in contact with a louisllville slugger. (nothing like a nice piece of ash to start your day!)

Morning and at night is the worse for me,I try not to complain or take my anger/frustration out on those around me. Ibuprophen is my friend during the day and valuim is my Midnight Rider.

I have yet to light a cigar but I feel it is only a matter of time.

I avoid alcohol (Tequila in the freezer) and I have a full prescription of percocet.

I have too many friends who have fallen prey to both,I am not going to weaken.

If I enjoy a cigar that I intend to be my only vice.

I go to the neurologist today and I have to be on my best behavior and not tell He/She that their office staff

SUCKS

I will withold the "Yankee, Redneck, Headknocker that I am".

Do not release "The Ray" Mom and Dawn can appreciate this last statement.

Sheryl brought home another Cervical Collar a rigid "Short" stiff-neck.

The reason.... so I can have the foam "Hold that Funk" collar cleaned. I fear that the funk is permeated in the foam and I will now refer to the "Funk" as the "Beast" or Benico (The Wolfman with Benico Del Toro is being released this week.)

Thats all for now I have to see what the man in the yellow hat is up to..... Torrie is watching Curious George.