I’m one Friday, one eight hour day (plus a remaining hour today), away from working my first forty-hour week since my anxiety disorder erupted into a rather severe episode over a month ago. I worked 36 hours last week, so it isn’t like I wasn’t getting close. Still, it’s been a slow thing, this recovery.

In case anyone has ever thought about sliding a foot off of an elliptical pedal while the machine is in full motion, just to see what will happen; I can save you the trouble...

Since my last blog the following has happened to my home: 1) Cant find HOI coverage for my home or can my lender. I have no HOI coverage since St Johns dropped me in 1/13 2) A few of the 30 year roof shingles that were installed have buckled and delaminated then blew off the roof a few weeks ago. 5) Fixtures inside the home are rusting. 6) Rust is bleeding through the exterior stucco walls 7) Most all of the exterior stucco is now severly cracked and delaminating. 8) While in bed early one morning...

I love Bob Dylan. His son may be much better looking, but Bob is definitely the better musician, and IMO better person. Not saying Jakob's a bad person, but he doesn't stand up to the powers that be like Bob did.
There's nothing but covers of the song online, and that won't do. Nobody does it like Dylan. However, the lyrics are below to the protest song Bob Dylan wrote in support of Rubin "Hurricane" Carter, the Paterson, NJ boxer framed by police for murder.

Hurricane...

Seriously.....what's with the morons doing burnouts up and down the damn street? HELLO do you not realize this subdivision is crawling with patrolling police on a daily basis

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