I went to a new back guy that advertises on the local news/talk radio station here in Charlotte. He claims to heal back discs.
We discussed my bad discs and mine are kinda like the phase 2 pictured above.
He has some really cool back skeletons in his conference room. The afternoon light was awesome on this picture.
I'm going to give this a whirl even though I think he is hokey. He spends a bit too much time convincing me he is a doctor. Write me a script and you are a doctor.
Damn. It seems I have aggravated something in my foundation vertebrae once again. I guess I have been pushing too much. My right and left thigh will suddenly erupt in a pain that feels like a dog bite. I have learned to stop yelling when this happens, because it makes me look so stupid when I start screaming for apparently no reason. I get waves of numbness in my right leg. Often nothing hurts but my spine. So I am seeking some new path, since I am not on a cane, and much better off than I was before surgery, as to head off another episode of pain and surgery, like I did last spring. The place I am going claims that they can heal damaged discs without surgery or steroid shots. We will see. I have a lot of active life yet to live.
On Dec. 5, 1933, national Prohibition came to an end as Utah became the 36th state to ratify the 21st Amendment to the Constitution, repealing the 18th Amendment.
Better get busy finding and defining your personal drone port. Fortunately I reasoned through this futuristic concept years ago and created a landing area for drones. See the cleared area to the right as seen on Google Earth?
Notice also the ringed in area that is protected? I am read for some drones baby.
I expect my first pizza delivery in the fall of 2017.
This is all located just steps from the proposed Duke Hunnicutt Port Authority to be built on my creek.
It is Tuesday and finally I am rested. Between camping, diving, driving, tailgating, setting up and breaking down, throw on catching a cold, and I was dead exhausted by Monday morning.
Rest works wonders.
There were no shit incidents to report while camping. This has to be a first.
This is a Ron's world This is a Ron's world But it would be nothing,nothing Without a women or a girl
[verse 1:] You see, Ron made the car To take us over the road Ron made the train To carry the heavy load Ron made the electrolight To take us out of the dark Ron made the boat full of water Like noah made the arc
This is a Ron's,Ron's,Ron's world But it would be nothing, nothing Without a women or a girl
[verse 2:] Ron thinks about little bit of baby girls and a baby boys Ron make them happy Cos Ron make them toys And after Ron make everything Everything he can You know that Ron makes money To buy from other man
This is a Ron's world But it would be nothing, nothing Not one little thing Without a women or a girl
He's lost in the wilderness He's lost in bitterness
I finally made it to Ginnie Springs yesterday with my nephew. It is one hell of a spring indeed. Water comes gushing out about 45 feet down in a cavern. The water is clear, cool and drinkable. The is a bared door keeping us from going any further.
From this gushing hole a sizable cavern has been carved. This is one of the entrances to the cavern. Outside the water pools and this spills over to the Santa Fe River.
In a dream last night, Led Zeppelin played the Lemon Song. For me. The grinding guitar, the crisp drum beats, and the unique voice. It was beyond words.
I was standing at the front of the stage in a surreal fog. There were others behind me but I could not see them.
Border Collie guy, Wine guy, Weber grill guy, Manned Space Travel Guy, Believer, Gentleman Farmer, Go Apps! guy, Husband to the best wife. I'm a lucky guy.