Homer'sWorld

Rambling thoughts. In the middle of the night I had a nightmare and threw my right arm out for some reason and pulled a muscle running from my neck to my shoulder. Even loaded up on pain killers it is agony to stand up or move. Sitting at my desk typing is actually one of the few things I can do.

Superbowl Sunday. Snore.

Looking through online profiles of guys in their 40s. Half of them say things like, "Only 18 to 25 years old." What's up with that?

I feel very lucky I haven't developed extra ear hairs.