A friend yesterday said I had become funnier since I started studying Alexander Technique. That I was more attuned to the people around me and therefore was more likely to say things they’d find amusing rather than offensive.
I had my annual physical yesterday. Got the ol’ prostate checked. It’s pretty healthy. As am I. I’ve got a cup here to use to see how virile I am. Must withold myself for 72 hours, then think of Israel, then rush overflowing cup to lab within an hour to see if I can bring Moshiach.
I’m also getting every STD test under the sun to prove once and for all that my writings are not the product of a diseased mind but rather the effusions of one in love with God and goodness.