I went in for a physical yesterday. Thankfully I've got a few more years before Doctor Jellyfinger says it's time to check my tonsils from the backside, but still, physicals suck. There's nothing like a man with cold hands grabbing your kiddie-hammock and saying cough. I mean, if had a hernia I think I'd know it before we had to get to the head turning point, dontcha think?

Anyway, while I was there I had a few tiny warts frozen off of my elbow. Then I got a tetanus shot. It now feels like Lou Ferrigno frogged me a few times in the shoulder while my elbow is burning like hell.

And for my wounds, I shall award myself the John Kerry Medal - The Purple Owie