Good morning, all! I don't believe the ibuprofen prescription is doing a damned thing. I need drugs, real drugs!
I've got a lot of writing today, and a noon trip to the NYPL. I will most likely spend my evening prone with a heating pad. Again. I do hope this back snaps out of it soon because my social life next week is heating up: a play reading on Monday, Encores! on Wednesday, dinner with friends on Tuesday, luncheon and dinner dates on Thursday, and that's enough.
TOD:
The Marx Brothers' Duck Soup
Abbott & Costello Hold That Ghost
Martin & Lewis Scared Stiff
The Three Stooges
Home Alone
It's a Mad Mad World