Boooooring

Nothing to relate. I yet live, although my aged computer chair attempted to murder me by actually snapping in twain. I currently sit in a wooden dining room chair while playing solitaire – excuse me, while I’m working – and I am having Andrew Borntreger/New Orleans Worst Film Festival flashbacks: “I CAN’T….FEEL… MY ASS!!!!!”

Still awaiting that wondrous first writing check which will reinstate my broadband and buy a new, more ass-friendly chair. These things are important.

2 Comments

  1. I share your exact seating situation, Doc. A nice, thick chair cushion is a must.

  2. Or a pillow.‘Course, my rule is that if you feel your arse, then the cushion isn’t deep enough. No feeling, no pain.


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