Prosthetically Hip

So, an otherwise good weekend (and what looks to be a similar week) is shadowed by crap.

Today, I’ve been having odd shots of pain / spasms running up and down my left arm. My friend Chris (not Rose’s boyfriend, the cyclist) died the other week, and up until this weekend, we (Sonny, Lara, Tara, myself, etc.) were never really sure it was our Chris. Initially we heard it was a heart attack in his sleep. Now, we aren’t even sure of that. All we know is that he was our friend, and a good guy.

I just want more information. He was only 32, in decent shape, and was drug free. He is still on ice, and as far as I know, there are not yet plans for burial / memorial services outside of me suddenly drinking more Anchor Steam beer. It has us weirded out, as evidenced by my sympathy pains and Lara really not wanting to talk about it.

I’ll divulge more info on a guy that 99.99% of you guys don’t know when I get it.