Thursday, September 3, 2020

Wish Me Luck.

I was totally going to give Ricky a knuckle sandwich, but now I can only offer him a gluten-free alternative. 

You see, I hurt my right hand a couple months ago, and the middle knuckle just won’t heal, so I’m going to a hand specialist today. I don’t think it’s broken, but it needs something. In the event I do require a procedure, it’s a good time to make it happen, what with the gym closed and softball suspended. (STILL reigning Long Beach champions for as long as the quarantine lasts.) 

Think good thoughts, he typed gingerly.