JoeTyler said:

I'm like a friggin' bear; in winter, I weep everytime I have to leave my house; in summer it's very hard to find me at home...

Hey, Joe!

I do love to get outside in the summer, but mostly on my terrace!

Ace said:

JoeTyler said:

I'm like a friggin' bear; in winter, I weep everytime I have to leave my house; in summer it's very hard to find me at home...

Hey, Joe!

I do love to get outside in the summer, but mostly on my terrace!

Say that in a neurotic Woody Allen voice and it's even funnier.

Cerebus said:

Ace said:

Hey, Joe!

I do love to get outside in the summer, but mostly on my terrace!

Say that in a neurotic Woody Allen voice and it's even funnier.

^I agree that line is pure gold, congrats Ace!

So not only have you given up on love and relationships......now your giving up on ever having sex again too?

I rarely leave the house. I do errands, but the rest of the time I just want to be at home.

Ace said:

What up wit dat?

I mean, at home you can lie down, control the temperature...you've always got a clean, private washroom nearby...

Why do I want to leave my apartment, again?

ExxxxacTly!!!

You, me, Howard Huges... We've had it all figured out ages ago

SCNDLS said:

Shyra said:

For serious, chile! That shit wreaks havoc on our old asses. My mom is using a walker now. Mike, my brother, has fallen 3-4 times already. I have fallen once at home, but I think it was a sudden drop in blood pressure because my ass blacked out. With MC, you just fall the fuck over. I've almost fallen several times, but I am always able to "right" myself before I keel over.

Now, that's scary. My biggest fear is falling and breaking a hip.

Been there, done that! However, I was at work when I fell and it wasn't due to my condition. I was getting off the elevator at work and walking back to my office. I had both hands full. In one hand I had a container with my lunch that I had just purchased from the cafeteria. In the other I had a cup of ice for my tea. So I'm walking, and all of a sudden I feel both feet slipping up from under me. Have you ever started to fall, KNOW you're gonna fall, and there isn't a friggin thing you can do about it? I knew I was going down, but I couldn't do shit. Next thing I know, I'm on my back staring up at about 4 people. Since I was already in a hospital, they got me in a wheelchair and rolled my ass to the emergency room. Sat there for 2 hours, got an xray, sat there another hour, got disgusted and left and went back to my office and then home. At about 7:00 pm that evening, I got a call from the emergency room:

Doctor: "Ms. C? Are you ok?"

Me: "Yes, I'm feeling alright."

Doctor: "Ms. C, why did you leave the ECA?"

Me: "Because I had been there for 3 hours and I was sick and tired of waiting. I was feeling OK, so I got up and left. I'll be back to work tomorrow."

Doctor: "Oh, no you won't. You have fractured your hip. It's a hairline fracture, but a fracture nonetheless. I suggest you make an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon ASAP."

Long story short: That happened on June 30, 2004. I didn't go back to work until October.

That was the year of the Musicology tour. I went to most of the shows on the east coast, broke hip and all!