Thursday, January 31, 2008
Confound it all
I've gone and grown a boil on my right foot. Hurts like the Dickens, I don't mind telling you. I guess when you've been wearing combat boots for the better part of a century, the chickens are eventually going to come home to roost. I remember getting some foot care tips from none other than Harry S. Truman back in the service, so I guess I'll have to see if I can shake 'em loose from the old noodle. Until then I'm just gonna have to make do with a bucket and some epsom salts. I tell ya - some days it just doesn't pay to get out of the cot.