I just spent a rather gruesome week in the hospital. I won’t bore you with the gory details of how many needles I had stuck in me. Let’s just say I was given more shots than I sell on your ordinary Saturday night in my fancy little Ybor City bar. The staff at Tampa General was as pleasant and as caring as possible. They felt my pain and dare I say felt bad about how many times they had to chase me around my hospital room with a needle in their hands. I started looking like a heroin addict. Anyway, this explains why some of you haven’t heard from me in a while, and I apologize but now I’m back with what I’d like to think is a site that brings into discussion some very important life lessons, or at least makes you laugh and think in the process. In my time of dying, I missed my website, I missed the form of self-expression, I missed you guys. Ironically do you want to know what I missed the least? Sports. More at: http://sportschump.net/2015/02/18/back-dead-priorities/15053/
