Saturday in the Chez
My knees have been been giving me no end of trouble lately. Salonpas patches, ibuprofen, creams and sprays and ointments, ice, heat... Nothing works for more than than a couple of hours.
Standing after sitting is the absolute worst. Once I start walking, things are okay. Very, very bad knees are a genetic gift from my father's family.
This time of year, Saturdays without a TV are awful. Radio is a fun throwback, but only for a while. Oklahoma is in town to play UGA, and traffic out there has been bonkers.


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