Monday, June 26, 2006

World Cup Fever Spreads to the Plantar Fascia...

While playing futbol with pals last Friday, my son Evan landed awkwardly on his foot and heard four loud pops immediately after. The midfielder guarding him heard the sounds too... Ominous portents, to be sure. Two days later, he sent the photos below via phonecam. FUCK!!







While not quite as tall as his old man, Evan's a tough fucking customer and could likely dismember my ass without breaking a sweat. That noted, he's hurting. If I'd been him I'd have been weeping like Pippi Långstrump after gal-pal Annika moved to the Bay Area to be a herpes counselor...

Son, big love but no foot rubs for a while...

Love,

Dad

Happy New Year from the Harz...

Hello Droogs, Happy 2019! I‘m in the Harz region of Germany, enjoying a three-day getaway to cap off an eventful year, one marked by celeb...