Cynically Optimistic

I managed to tweak a small annoying muscle in my back last night while stooping to get into the fridge. After tossing and turning all night (and listening to the pigeons fornicate under my air conditioner) I got an appointment at the closest chiropractor. Walking is not a pleasant task right now. The chiropractor insisted on taking an x-ray film with this monster beast of analog horror. It wont be back from the film developer (in this day and age!!) until tomorrow. Until then, Advil is my friend.