Jan 07

Day 19,835

Hey kids, Old Grampa Bob here writing on a Sunday night, the seventh day of the new year, two thousand and seventeen.

OK, so my pledge is to write two hundred words per day, and spelling out ‘two hundred’ counts for more words than ‘200’.

So sue me.

It’s been a little bit of a bummer day for dear old grandad. Yesterday I tweaked my back yesterday trying to move a brick… yeah, seemed like a fairly innocent thing at the time, but I found a way to tweak that lumbar region nonetheless.

Note* I wonder if ‘none the less’ is a more appropriate way to write “nonetheless”. Seems like it ought to count for more words.

That said, I’ve been in a pretty sad state today, with my back giving me fits.

Tomorrow I go back to Kansas City, teaching Office 365 for a couple of weeks. Combine that with the pending move, and you gotta know I’m going to have a whole buttload of busy between now and the end of the month.

Still need to figure out how to make a little time to get back over to my old stomping grounds from time to time.

I’ve never had a problem coming up with an excuse to get a beer at a micro-brewery.

You guys be cool. Hug your mom and dad. Be nice to your brothers, sisters, and cousins.

And pet your dog.


Peace y’all.

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