He's busy learning how to snowboard. You'd think he'd stick to skiing, which he already knows how to do fairly well -- if only because for the first time in several months, Tboy has no more than one major undertaking to attend to. (This past Saturday, finally, was the night of the fundraiser he'd been working on since at least August.)
But no, Tboy needed another project. Or at least Dr. H did, and Tboy has gone meekly along. The upshot: He spent a significant portion of the day becoming reacquainted with the various segments of musculature in his posterior, largely by a method involving their abrupt and repeated introduction to Vail Mountain.
In short, and many of you will privately be delighted to learn this, he is now in fairly serious pain.
Nothing a hot tub can't fix, though, and happily there's one of those just downstairs. So he leaves you all to your Tuesday evening entertainments. He'll see you next week.
I can't think of a worse disability for a theater critic than a sore posterior.
Posted by: dcepticon | Wednesday, 13 December 2006 at 09:42