I had to laugh (nervously) at the irony that, as people were reading my lttle ditty in the WPG about my supposedly successful recovery and trip to SC Nationals in Florida, I was surreptitiously scheduling a second shoulder surgery (while working on my alliterative techniques) and I've felt guilty that I withheld this pertinent information, like I wasn't telling the whole story or was shaping the events to suit my purpose (paint myself as an heroic yet sympathetic character) and in the interest of fair and honest jounalism I owed my reader the rest of this pathos which, of course, isn't over even yet.  Conveniently, Jim Matysek has provided a medium through which I can stream my conciousess, and, after living vicariously through his World Games posts and, risking being too one dimensional, only talking about my ailments, I'm going to blog myself up to date.