Happy Birthday to one of my favorite Indians, Franz. This evening I told him about my bad back and how I can barely move at times. He said he would be able to help by cracking it. I, at first, was worried about this but then realized he was a doctor - or at least studying to be one. As he had his way with me, I felt my back feeling much better. Come to find out - the problem was mostly in my neck. Let's just pray I can get out of bed tomorrow.