My feet always hurt. For those of you just joining us, here’s why:

this is not normal

This picture was actually taken during the good old days, when my feet only mostly always hurt instead of my current situation of non-stop throbbing pain. What you’re not seeing is what happens after many repeat stress fractures and bone scarring – today, that x-ray would actually be WORSE.

Things took a turn for the “oh holy fuck what now” last night when an audible SNAP rang out from my left foot. I couldn’t put any pressure on it, no matter how much swearing I did. Knowing that my left foot does things like this from time to time, I decided to pop a couple Motrin and see what things were like in the morning because I am hardcore like that.

It’s now morning, and while the pain is not as bad as last night, there is still a great deal of ouch going on down there. I should probably do something about this, so I’m hobbling off to the doctor this morning so they can send me around town getting x-ray’d for fun and profit.

Hooray!

Today would have been my dad’s 94th birthday. I love him and miss him every day, but I really wish I hadn’t inherited his deformed feet. I’m grateful for the rest – the love of writing, the filthy and inappropriate sense of humour, the surprisingly powerful baseball pitch, the ease in front of a microphone – but he really could have kept the feet.

dad would have been confused by the anthromorphic cat condo