On vacation


The Krapmeister is on vacation for the first time in a loooong time, which is not a Calvinist brag, more a reflection of the vacationphobia spawned by my parent’s many (unsuccesful) “save the marriage” vacations. That and the fact that, like a cat, I’m a creature of habit.

I’m very much enjoying waking up without the blinding, painful yak flash of my “to do” list. I have worked out twice here, which is exactly how often I worked out in February, so I’ll soon be ready for the “World’s Strongest Man” competition.


  1. Duh, you’re a Virgo (= habitz).

  2. Whose comments are tiny NOW, old man?!?! WTF?!? I need to re-Lasik my peepers now

  3. Yeah I need to tweak the font size. Right now I deal with it by having my attendant read the comments to me out loud, after she rolls me over to prevent bedsores.