Boondock Ramblings

When you pull a boob muscle while doing absolutely nothing

It’s official. I’m old. Do you know how I know I’m old? I pulled a boob muscle. A BOOB muscle. No, it isn’t officially called a boob muscle. I think it’s the pectoral muscle, or something fancy sounding… Read More

When you hit old age before you’re old

I wake up with a weird, buzzing, anxious feeling in my chest. Everything is wrong, but nothing is wrong. Everything is scary, but nothing is scary. Everything is death around the corner, but death is not there. Restless…. Read More