I feel proud right now! Below is a live streaming video of the National Christmas Tree at the US Capitol. I’m glad that they haven’t stopped calling it what it is, a Christmas Tree, not a Holiday Tree. Sweet!
As most of you know, in the first week of September I had a crucial knee injury. I was playing hardcore indoor soccer where only prison rules applied. While I was running towards the guy with the ball my knee buckled and I landed all weird. I felt an immediate pain shoot out from my knee. Everyone was asking if I had felt or heard anything snap. Well, I hadn’t heard anything, but I certainly felt that something, a muscle, ligament or tendon was pulled or snapped out of place. I was laid out on the field with some serious pain as the crowd rose to it’s feet in silence and fear that they had lost their star player, the hopes of a championship year. The ref blew the whistle and the team ran to me as I laid trying to control the pain that felt like knife had just stabbed me in the middle of the knee and then twisted it. My teammates thought that I had hurt my ankle, so they were all being very careful not to move it, but were moving my leg around, which caused more pain. They carried me out of the field to the applause of adoring fans, crying women and fathers who tried to console little kids as they saw their hero and role model twisting in anguish and pain. Needless to say, without their star player, the team lost the game. The fans also left the game.
A few days later, the MRI results revealed I had an ACL tear, Meniscus tear, and Sprained MCL. What is an ACL tear, you ask? An ACL tear is actually a common injury to sport stars and atheletes like me. The ACL (or Anterior Cruciate Ligament as it is called in the medical community) is one of four ligaments that is in charge of stabilizing your knee. The Meniscus is like a sponge that absorbs shock and distributes the weight on the knees, and this was torn as a result of the ACL injury. The MCL was sprained, but I won’t talk about that because it healed through physical therapy.
Hey you hot stuff! Yes, you, with the topaz eyes, that hot body, I’m talking to you.
Yes, you woman, destined for me, smile, laugh out loud at my whistling,
laugh at this man who is like a child when it comes to love.
But, get ready for tonight.
I am coming for you like a savage beast driven only by instinct.
I am here, prowling the alleys, the streets, the cold, for you.
The wind cannot consume your aroma, the day hides you in vain,
because night is coming. And I, for you. Prepare.
The clock is ticking, the day goes on with it’s mundane things,
laborers working the hard earth, men in white collars changing the world,
but I, I lie in waiting, submerged in the fog of desire, lust, love,
counting each tick, each tock, waiting for the hands of time to point my way to you.
Oh woman, I’m going to take you on a hot date tonight, and you will not forget it.
I’ll make sure tonight, you will have a happy birthday indeed!
Update: The wife got sick so there was no “Hot Date” 