I suppose I have an active nightlife…

It’s a pity I don’t remember what I did.


No this isn’t about booze and debauchery. If ONLY!!!

This is about my going to sleep one night and waking up the next morning feeling like I had a knife in my back.

Friday Night I went to bed as usual. Saturday morning I woke up and felt like I’d been in a car accident.

I couldn’t really use my left arm without sharp stabbing pain. 

A little investigation and I was able to confirm that I had a whole group of muscles in spasm and as long as I didn’t ask them to do anything we had a nice Détent.

The problem is that no matter what you do, if you move you’re flexing muscles in your back and shoulders.

By Saturday afternoon I was in a lot of pain.

Over a pleasant lunch / dinner I had two JDs and that seemed to help some. I’m not sure if the drinks anesthetized the muscles or my brain but I really didn’t care all I knew is that I wasn’t hurting so much and that I was going to go interact with other people. I’d been cooped up in the house way too long.


I did have a nice evening. It was nice talking with people about slavery. (No, not the Slavery of pre-Civil War America although we did end up there) Voluntary Slavery, as in Bondage and Domination.

Yes, I have interesting acquaintances…. Moving on…

The price I paid was that Sunday I was pretty much immobilized. Ibuprofen and the heating pad were my best friends.

Monday wasn’t much better but it was obvious that I was on the mend. This morning there’s still a little twinge but I’m much better.

I still don’t know what the heck I did. 

I don’t think it was an Alien abduction… I scared the hell out of those guy years ago. I’m not aware of any nocturnal secret agent missions I’ve been involved in. I’ve not had any wild crazy sex, so I have no explanation for why I was beat up.

IMG 0091  1

I have one likely suspect… The elder of the two dogs. He sometimes gets cold and decides to snuggle all night. His Idea of snuggling is to try to push everyone else off the bed. He’s sound asleep while he’s doing it but I suspect my discomfort was caused by a paw in the back.

I’ll never get him to admit it!

This could just be a function of me getting older… But You’ll never get me to admit it!