"The" Dingo's guitar tech

crutches

 I just went a few blocks on crutches. I been out of service for a few days with a very painful leg tendon "Unpleasantness". Before the pandemic I was very athletic. Not on purpose it was a side effect of the lifestyle. Bikes and wiggling are great for the body. Then we spent a lot of time recently working from home and getting around in a motor vehicle. I think it's opertating out little mosh truck's pedals that jacked up my leg cable. I don't like powder drugs but the pain from this had me eating Ibu like it was candy. The walk was physical theapy but it was mostly inspired by the lack of coffee cream. Hobbling along I tried not to look like myself. Some people recognized me anyway. I didn't want them to assume that I hurt myself on the tallbike. Everyone has been waiting for that shoe to drop for years. What I did find was that Ptown people were VERY kind to me. People got out of the way, they waited for me, they helped me get my stuff. I looked like a homeless guy wearing nothing but heavy boots, a tattered Dad robe and crutches. Folks were cool. I may take these crutches iout for a spin after I heal sometime if i ever lose faith in humanity.

Dream visit.

Imagine you had a dream where we approach you saying "Welcome to the vestibule, choose your guide. Dingo or Olive. One of us to lead you on a magical adventure" 

Then whomever you choose, the other one follows anyway because they were going the same place.