Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Tell me where it hurts

Herman scheduled us last night for an hour of full body massage. I haven’t had a full body massage for years, so I was pretty excited to have an hour lying in bed and a masseuse kneading my flesh. So I laid face-down in bed and placed my head right smack into that hole; then a thought came to me. Why can’t they put a mini-video screen below that bed? It can be pretty boring just staring at the floor beneath you; luckily my masseuse got nice toes.

Forty dollars down the drain and my whole body now aches.

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