Tuesday, June 14, 2005

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com


I was at physical therapy for my shoulder late this afternoon. After some discussion the therapists had agreed to play The White Stripes on the sound system,and my fellow patients were pulling ropes, lifting medical weights, having ice applied, you know, the usual stuff. My therapist, Sara, a nifty 25 year old woman was gently massaging my shoulder and was deep into her work.

Suddenly someone opened the door and shouted: "Michael Jackson Not Guilty on All Counts! "

Without missing a beat Sara said, "Put on 'Beat It'."

mek