Saturday, April 18, 2009

My legs


One of my friends is getting a divorce, which is pretty sad but for the best, so yesterday I helped him move.

He lived on the second floor of an apartment building in the Valley. There were over 40 steps between his apartment and the Uhaul truck.

And today my calves are so burned I am walking like an old man. I can't limp because both legs hurt, so I'm kind of shuffling slowly, all bent over because my shoulders are sore from all the lifting.

So I have a new rule. If you want me to help you move, live in a place with fewer than 4 steps.

If anybody's looking for something to do tonight around 7, Michael Sullivan has a play on. It's one of two one-acts presented in a little theater on the East side of Santa Monica. He wrote, cast and directed it. As soon as I figure out how to walk again I'm headed over there.

4 comments:

  1. I don't have anything specific to say about this particular post. I just wanted to say lol at your about me section.

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  2. And today my calves are so burned I am walking like an old man. I can't limp because both legs hurt, so I'm kind of shuffling slowly, all bent over because my shoulders are sore from all the lifting.And now you know what the phrase "ridden hard and put away wet" means when it's not referring to sex.

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  3. 1. lift with your back.
    2. Helping somebody move when they are getting a divorce...I'll tell you. That makes you quality, top quality, E. That's when you NEED the help. Kudos.
    3. How was the play?
    4. What did the BC like the Nautilus photos?

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  4. I always lift with my back. I used to work at a book store. This is about the god damn stairs.

    I'm going to blog about the play.

    I don't think he's checked his email yet.

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