The Hands of a Codger…

For some strange reason, I noticed tonight that I have the hands of a 75 year old man. They’re all lumpy, misshapen, and scarred up. They ache when I type for a long time. The left one makes this weird squeaking noise when I move my fingers. For some reason my hands are aging millenia faster than the rest of my body. I don’t know what this phenominon is about, but it’s concerning. I don’t want to end up with Bob Dole cronehand by the time I’m 30.

I gotta stop drinking so much caffeine at 3 am. Yikes.

Oh, and before you all start in, yes, I realize how many jokes I’ve opened myself up for here. Damned kids and your rock music.