Garbage company gave me a new fork-liftable receptacle so I thought I’d use the old round one to gather up sufficiently shattered wood from where I’d been smashing it against Strawberry Ridge in the side yard. but less than a minute in my lower back was like “seriously, indoor day”
I’d always enjoyed having well-stretched hamstrings, maybe the old flatfooted style bound them less, but with the new arched feet and all the time sitting around unable to use my legs properly at all I didn’t even have the flexibility to reach them to stretch properly, so I got some rig to secure my foot in attached to a strap and yeah, feels good to stretch those out again.
Well I suppose one thing to come of my smashing activities of late is I appreciate why most guys on a construction site are just standing around at any given time; try to keep in constant motion 5 days a week with that stuff and you’ll kill yourself.
Lady Gaga’s thing was always that she entered into being Lady Gaga with full awareness of what Madonna had been, but she ultimately turned out not to matter that much, huh?
Unclear what influence it’ll have that as the apex member of our generation, Taylor Swift has been making consumable mass media out of the generational experience in real time all along
