Welp...for once in 12 years I tripped down the two steps into my bedroom. Five seconds from beddy-by. Tripped on a cord that's never there, legs went out from under me and cracked my left heel on the stone step upon recovery. you know, one of those sickening cracks. The Ortho fella who I was hooked up with thru a friend of a friend (more on that later) was oh so cool and told me that I completely lucked out on the unusual fracture. No surgery, no cast....but if you put weight on it just once, you may be looking at a year rehab....basically gave me enough rope to hang myself....I love that dude. So, 5 weeks of being a Crip (Blue). I can't walk without crutches. I can't drive. I can't put weight on it without fear. I can't work. I want to make my own money but if you'd like to contribute, I won't refuse it. Hopefully in 5 weeks or so I'll be back to my underwhelming drumming.....Love to you all and happiest of 4/20-Easter celebrations.....