Well, I’m getting ready for the big show tomorrow. I used to go out and get a massage before a big show. That was kind of relaxing, although I always thought it was weird how they would have me drink lots of water afterwards or I would get sick. I think it had something to do with toxins being released into the bloodstream. What is up with this toxins thing anyways? Shouldn’t our bodies not have anything toxic in it? If it does how come we don’t initially get sick from them? That kind of stuff is weird. I do feel somewhat nervous when I go to get a massage; you know the standard guy worries. I also have to notify them of my cracked rib so they don’t hit that area hard. This makes me think about all my near death experiences. I was in college and flipped rollerblading and my back hit a rock about 1 inch away from my spinal cord and cracked a rib. The doc said it would never heal, I was just glad I could walk, never to rollerblade again. I was thinking the other day about when I was 6 and choked on a jawbreaker. I remember not breathing and turning blue and dad grabbed my ankle and turned me upside down and the jawbreaker fell out. I also remember when I first learned to drive and for some reason drove through 3 red lights in a row. Then when I was learning to ski and fell a foot away from a mountain cliff. Or you know the wrecks and near wrecks you get in when you are a teenager (I was never the one driving on the wrecks btw and no one ever had any injuries). Makes you think if we do have guardian angels mine is probably standing by going, “Alright. What’s he doing today?”



Thought of the Day
Dr. Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: I can't tell.
Dr. Rumack: You can tell me, I'm a doctor.
Capt. Clarence Oveur: No, I mean, I'm just not sure.
Dr. Rumack: Well, can't you take a guess?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: Well, not for another two hours.
Dr. Rumack: You can't take a guess "for another two hours"?
Capt. Clarence Oveur: No, no, no, I mean we can't land for another two hours.
-- Airplane