Money does buy happiness

This new study shows that the more money you have the happier you are.  Who knew ?!

I think I broke my tailbone

So about a week ago I went down to Tijuana to get a burrito and while I was there I rode a mechanical bull while under the influence of a couple cervezas and Oxycontin. They sell pain-killers in Tijuana like they are candy, my friends and I bought a hand-full at an ice cream store. Frankly I don't see what the huge draw is - the only effect I noticed besides a mild euphoria was a general increase in my already powerful, latent stupidity to try new and dumb things.

Oh good Lord ! - what was I thinking?I have a whole new respect for bull-riders. While from the ground a mechanical bull does not appear to be going to fast and furious it is much more awkward than it looks. During the largest of the bucks I flew up into the air about a foot and came down upon the metal handle that sticks squarely in the center of the bull. Yowza. 

It has been about a week and a half and I still can't sit straight. Granted, I can sit slumped, slouched, cock-eyed, I can lounge, sag, loaf or lean on one ass-cheek at a time, but I can not just plain sit.

This is what is known as a Coccyx fracture. It is a small wedge shaped bone, rather reminiscent of the fatty tail of a cooked chicken I think. Basically there is nothing to be done to help a broken Coccyx, other than the usual take tylenol and drink plenty of fluids, etc.

Oh the irony ! That is what I get for gobbling unneeded pain-killers.