After two days of raking some new dirt (and rocks!) and feeling like a "working man in my prime," I cleaned a couple of storm windows yesterday. The top part worked out okay, but bending over to take a swipe at the lowdown glass, my two herniated discs suddenly said "Whoa!" I felt a twinge, the dreaded spasm, and then turned into the crooked man (if you know what I mean).
I'm a little better today, but still fuzzy from one hydrocodone pill yesterday. Yeah, just one. I'm a wuss when it comes to medicine. So just this post today, maybe two or three later on if I feel up to it. I've found a John Hammond, John Lee Hooker jam which I might post as another salvo in the guitar war. For some funny, I've also got a few great cartoons my friend Ed sent me and a good Obama joke from my cousin Vicki.
In my hydro reverie, I remembered that old Van Morrison tune "Cleaning Windows." "What's my line, I'm out there cleaning windows, Take my time, I'll see you when my love grows..." Couldn't find Van's version, so here's a Saul Rayo substitute. Not too shabby either. This song makes me want to get up and boogie. And I ain't known for my boogie-ing. Later...
The Cumberland Post
My Backyard, Six Miles from the Cumberland River
Van Morrison? I don't mean nothin' behind it...but, VAN MORRISON?
ReplyDeleteWell, I'll give you some grace since you are a crooked man. :)
Andy, At my age, I'll take all the grace I can get.
ReplyDeleteNyuk! I was just joshin', Dan.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean by hydrocodone. Chas gave me some Aleve the last time my hip "went out" and it kills the pain without the wooziness, nausea or constipation of hydrocodone. I don't know if glucosamine will work for herniated discs but it helps my hip a bit.
ReplyDelete...then turned into the crooked man (if you know what I mean).
ReplyDeleteI DO know what you mean, all too well. I had back surgery for herniated disks back in '98 and that was the worst physical trial I've had in life (so far). One solid year of misery... counting the event, the lag between the event and surgery, and the recovery-plus-physical-therapy. Every time I get a twinge these days I go "oh... noooo..."
There are precious few Van tunes on YouTube. He must have some hellacious lawyers on retainer, coz the only stuff of his you can find on the 'net is what he authorizes... and there's damned little of that. Van is one of the VERY few artists whose work I'll buy sight unseen, and I've got a TON of his work (and he has a ton of my money). I've seen him four or five times and he's just the BEST live performer there is, when he's "on." I could go on (and ON) about him, but I won't. He's in my personal Top Three, equaled or maybe exceeded (by the smallest of margins) only by Joni Mitchell.