Wednesday, October 31, 2007


More on this topic later.

Benny Lava

Monday, October 22, 2007

Ken Doll the Overseer

Ken Doll sees all. Ken Doll cannot be fooled and sees through all lies with his Laser Truth Vision.

Do not anger the Ken with your misdeeds or you shall be stuck about the stomach, cheek, or buttocks area with a Flying Tiger Claw Strike...

...or the Spinning Back Kick of Justice.

No quarter will be given to evil doers. Ken Doll will bring the pain in his homemade clothes. Mock the Ken Doll and prepare yourself for the consequences.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Monday, October 8, 2007

Another Thing I Should Explain

I'm always wearing band-aids on my fingers because my skin was thoroughly dried out by some alcohol-based solvent that I use while working on cars. The dry skin cracked which healed, which became callous, which cracked, which healed, which became more callous, and so on. It's been months and I've almost healed several times only to crack again. I'm going to see a Dermatologist next week to see if they have any ideas. I'm really hoping I'm not going to pay this person a few hundred dollars for them to say, "well don't use your hands", as that's not any kind of option right now. Yes, I do wear gloves; latex for chemicals, leather for turning wrenches. It helps but the damage is done.

Take Care of Your Back

...because you can't do anything without it. Seriously.
I thought I'd explain a few things about myself since there may be some new people here. I tweaked my back a week ago. I wasn't even doing anything strenuous, it was just bad ergonomics and fatigue. It all stems from an injury 2 years ago where I hyper extended my lower back while picking something up improperly. It wasn't particularly heavy but I had been in the car all day at the time and was kind of stiff. Shoulda bent at the knees. I couldn't walk for over a week and was in severe pain. I had to crawl to bathroom on my hands and knees (slowly!) that whole time. I remember getting stuck in a recliner for about 3 hours before figuring out how I could get out. It was the most horrible incapacitating pain I've ever felt, way worse than the kidney stone the year before. Anyway, you'd think after an ordeal like that that a person would do physical therapy and start dieting & exercising. Well, I didn't, and now I'm paying for it by partially reliving the pain of the original injury. If you see me walking a little sideways, sort of like the pose that the Marlboro man does, you'll know why.