Apologies, all, for failing to post a music video on Friday for you, in turn, to not watch.

Friday began with a great deal of promise, a perfect early autumn morning, and I was excited to get to it. After morning coffee on the front porch, I grabbed the Huckleberry and headed upstairs to take action on his stink pants. Immediately after changing him, I was holding him on my left hip, turned counterclockwise, and felt a patch of muscles just below my arm pull and fail. The area around the initial pop started to seize up, grew like spreading cracks around a fresh hole in a sliding glass door. I set the boy down as quickly as I could, laid myself on the bed, tried to find a position that wouldn’t put any stress on it, and breathed fast, shallow breaths. If you’ve ever had a really good back spasm, you’re reliving it now.

So Friday was toast, and Saturday I moved slow and lifted very little. By yesterday my back was mostly fine, only the original spot still had stiffness, and I was able to get the last remaining bits of the deck done so we could seal it before it gets too cold. Today I rode Nigel into work, in low gears, nice and slow.

But what’s that leave you, dear reader? Well, it means I’m about a day behind on the big project, so I’m focused like a laser on mission-critical deliverables that I absolutely must move forward on before I become another action item, left to die on the road.

But I still owe ya some entertainment from Friday. In honor of the twisting and the shouting, I offer you an entertaining interlude of such quality, so exquisite, it may make the whole rest of your week shinier.

I just want to say, “Good Luck.” We’re all counting on you.

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