Well, I'm not sure Andre is going to join the blog, but he does think he can fix the enraged nerve root that gnaws at my spine, surges out along my rib, and deposits a blowtorch of pain in my abdomen. So maybe I'll schedule some trips to Queens after next week. Perhaps chiropractic can do something about my nasty disposition as well. It better do something about my posture: I was groaning on the bed this morning and apologizing to Alane for being so useless lately. She helpfully informed me that my current uselessness is really no different than my normal uselessness.

So you see, I need a lot of help...