Do you smell what the Rock is cooking?

Apparently, a big steaming pile of shit...



Was it really necessary to start promoting this crapfest more than three months before its release? I think not.

This, however, looks like something I'd really enjoy...



During my couch time with this herniated disc, I have watched more movies than I have in the previous nine months, including six new ones: The Wrestler; Rachel Getting Married; Sunshine Cleaning; Gran Torino; I Love You Man; and Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist. All very enjoyable. Gran Torino in particular was excellent.

But I have attempted a few forays back into the real world, as opposed to the sanctity of my sofa, which is where I have spent most of the past eight days. There was Sunday's trip to see Ron White and dinner afterward with friends, which was an excellent albeit extremely painful outing.

Saturday morning I needed to run a few errands and wound up at my brother and sister-in-law's house. My younger nephew was getting ready for soccer and asked if I would come watch his game. There's nothing I would have liked more but I just didn't think I could handle sitting for that long so I told him I was hurt and couldn't come but would go to his next game. He understood but it broke my heart to say no. So I went home and thought about it for a while and then just willed myself to get over there. I arrived just in time to see him dribble the ball the length of the field and score a goal, which provided more joy than a day's worth of Vicodin.













Yesterday, the Captain decided it was time to take me for a test run so we went to a local park, Natirar. I was in a fair amount of pain by the time we returned home but it was quite worth it...










Today, I returned to work for the first time since Sept. 25. That didn't go so well. Sitting in a chair for more than three minutes is sheer torture. Given that, I might work from the comfort of my couch for the next few days. And pray that this is over SOON. I have a lot of things on the horizon that I'm really looking forward to - the last Springsteen show at the Meadowlands; three days alone with the crazy trio; a camping trip with the Captain and friends; and his first trip to Columbus to see an Ohio State game and meet some college friends - and I need to be in tip-top shape.