A gigantic “fuck you” to my asshole physical therapist from the home health agency.

Hi-de-ho, boys and girls! It’s a pleasant Friday evening here at Howdygram headquarters. Sam and I are watching an HBO Elvis special — meh — and enjoying Wal-Mart fish fillets with Wal-Mart tartar sauce and Wal-Mart plastic forks. It’s such an elegant life, isn’t it?

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I had quite a day today! First thing this morning I decided to walk into the study completely unassisted, for two reasons and two reasons only: 1) to prove to myself that I can still do it; and 2) as a gigantic “fuck you” to my asshole physical therapist from the home health agency. I fired him by phone two hours later because he was such a colossal jerk.

And so … I FINALLY DID IT! I walked from the family room into the study, spent six straight hours at my desk designing mugs and greeting cards for The Howdygram Store, walked back into the family room and enjoyed a sweet two-hour nap, during which Sam and I slept through Soylent Green (1973) starring Charlton Heston, Edward G. Robinson and several thousand very sweaty extras.

In case you’re interested, I plan to repeat that essential hike to the study every other day — or more often, if I can swing it — so I can enjoy my big iMac and fancy Adobe software, continue designing all kinds of original products for my marketplace store on Zazzle, and kibbitz with Sam while he horses around with his online jigsaw puzzles. (His favorites are artistic nude girls and pictures of Yosemite. I wholeheartedly approve of both.)

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Tonight’s post has been brief, and I apologize for that. I’ve had a busy day filled with two long walks (to the study and back), two meals, and six exciting new mug designs for The Howdygram Store. Now it’s time for lots and lots of pills, an insulin injection and a chance to lie down and conk out. If I’m lucky, maybe Sam will throw in a couple of sugar-free Jell-O cups!

Thank y’all for reading this. Smooches to you and yours.