couldnt figure out females...but did figure out fuggen foreigners

foreigners suck ass! rude and ugly most of em....ceptin that sweet ass argentinian lady that always set up camp next to us...wonderin if it was because of my great looks and charm, or because the fact that she had a toddler and the facilities (bar/restroom and food bar) were next to where we stayed on the beach....? im going for my great looks!

there were all certain types of foreign peeps at our resort...i think every fuggen french Canadian was at the grand palladium last week....these fugger are the worst....reasons:

1. they speak french and because of that simple fact, they think they are french and that makes them rude and so very smug and cocky....

2. Bastards live in "Americas top hat" we own them...fuggem!

3. real canadians done even like the french canucks

THE RUSSIANs

the bolsheviks were there en mas...they are the ugliest people...fat....and they wear the entire wrong bathing suits....marble bags galore....not that i was looking....ok..how can one not look...they were everywhere...many types of prints....the tiger skin print was greatness...i wouldnt wear one of those things for 1000 bucks...10 grand and im there...too much exposure...one of these fuggers was ex military...i tell ya this fugger probably killed hundreds of Chechen separatists...you can see it in this fellas eyes as he stood there in front of my fat yankee ass....in his tiger skinned banana hammock, smoking cancer sticks (this fella smoked 4 packs a day!) starring out in the distance...remembering every kill...this fugger was scary..all tatted up...military one cut....smoking and starring....never did say hello to the fellow...

GERMANS

Germans are basically very rude people..they cant help themselves tho....they have a superiority complex that no one nationality can even think of one upping! these crazy bastards almost took over the entire planet TWICE! and well, at the resort, its their beach chair area and no one elses...

one thing these foreign types all have in common is their explicit, undeniable, and unyielding ability not to YIELD!...many times, every fuggen day, id be walking to and fro and a fuggen foreign couple wouldnt make way for the american that just so happened to be sharing the same mutha fuggen pathway! it was becoming the game of red fuggen rover....at first i was shocked....a foreign couple would be all happy...walking toward me...hand in hand...ad im saying to meself...."uhhhhhh...gotta big fatass american comin your way...one of you fuggen foreign bastards going to move so i can walk past you...are you serious....i have to get off the path....cant you fuggen go single file for one fuggen second?"...at first i did yield..pussy!.....then it quickly became a mission to bust up the bowling pins...while meanwhile laughing or giving it one of those "are you fuggen kidding me" pfsttttt noises....red rover red rover send the big ass american over...there was never a chain i couldnt break and my record still stands at the PALLADIUM!

i love America...i hate travel....i hate foreigners....they hate me back which is just fine with me!

USA USA USA!

back but...feel like shit

so im going to wait a bit more before i put my written masterpieces from my mexico trip on me blog...blowing chow at 2 am aint fun....it didnt get better at 230....3....and 5 am..

females...

im going to spend the next week on the beach pontificating, analyzing, and figuring out females.

any question you have, i will have the answer..

im on a quest....i need to figure this thing out....for all of MANkind...

since there will be zero golf for me in mexico next week, i will just sit and stare and pontificate...that and eat and drink... i plan on filling my journal with the most eye opening, scientifically tested research on the other side...the dark side....the world of the females...

my eyes are wide wide open...im going in!

time out

saundoggy will taking a one week timeout...i will have plenty of new material as i span the globe gathering material and whatnots....

kiss my ass...i aint irish...!

thats all the irish need....an excuse to drink...

i despise these "holidays"

i mean come on...its amateur day and night.

new years eve sucks!... st. pats blows...strassen fest, wtf cares..? dont start me on the shit fugg valentines day...secretaries day...arbor days....that reminds me of a funny story...in HS for senior week, we had one day established to dress up as your favorite holiday....there were many bunnies, santas etc....i dressed up as a tree...for arbor day....it was beautiful...trunk was two poster boards painted bark like...got 2 huge leafed branches and held them firmly in both hands.....everyone was all baffled.....wtf are you....im a fuggen tree....happy fuggen arbor day....even then i had smart ass anger issues regarding this made up shit...that was a tough day at skewl for me...those branches were somewhat cumbersome...fuggen buggy too...

why the fugg do my kids have fuggen 2 weeks off for spring break!? the bubbas had 4 friends over and of course, they all stayed over...and made noise....and woke wifey and me up multiple times...

im in a pissed off mf'in mood.....and right now, i dont like this happy st paddys day shit!

im not irish...i dont care...

wtf is st pats day anyway...? if i recall...some fella named pat...was irish...and he did something back a long time ago...think he played the flute and somehow got the snakes out of ireland....or perhaps there was no flute involved...i like that phrase....play the flute...skin flute...in the 4th century...whatever he did allows everyone to feel like an irishman for one day every year... wear green or you get pinched...drink drink drink...

the irish do not need coaxing to drink...its like having meth day for my laborer RANDY...he doesnt need that...still havent heard back from RANDY....i need some randy work done...fugger probably still in jail...

fini shit!

i love twisting words...i tell my kids to fini shit! i pause in between the syllables. its fun...try it....youre really not cussing....i love to cuss...i drop probably 100 f bombs a day...mostly when i talk to myself...

fuckcrying outloud....another good one! emphasis on the first syllable....of carse!

cussing is an art....if you cuss too much, you come off as being uneducated and quite obnoxious....i dont really like hearing the gals cuss....it kind of taints their reputations somewhat...nothing worse than hearing a very attractive female cuss like...well....me....peeps like that dont cuss, fart...or shit...in my mind...

wifey can rip out cuss words that would make a sailor wet his pants and cry and want to breast feed on his mommys boobs....when momzilla comes out, not only does she destroy all in her path...instead of fire...she belts out a cussing rant that has me running to the hills....scare the holy shit out of me!

cussing is a very religious event if you will....an encounter with the Almighty occurs rather frequently while cussing....

jesus H christ....what the hell is H sposed to mean vern? H is hell maybe..hell isnt a bad word so this doesnt belong..

jesus fuggen christ!

holy fuggen shit! or holy shit...holy shit is used so often...its greatness....it really says a bunch when you shout it...you win the lotto....what do you say first? great sex....what does one say? grand canyon...i bet that phrase has been used up at the canyon!

christ on a fuggen bike!...i just love that one...funny as hell!...our man JC riding a bicycle....omgkmitn!

funny as hell....wtf is fun bout satans fort o fire and brimstone? never got that one...

holy fugg!

god fugg! i say that when all hell breaks loose...thats like the end all baby! i believe that interjection occurs when i get a dose of the shanks....when that happens...even the holy man himself can fugg himself!

fuggen a...i might be in trubs after this one...GF!

go the rude route...

this am...i fuggen opened the door at sbux for this lady....cool....i have manners...this fuggen bitch said thanks...walked in with her brat fuggen daughter...and got in line in front of me...ok...i opened the door for you...that doesnt give you fronts beotch! and your stupid rude spoiled kid ordered a drink that took the barrista 20 minutes to make....what kid orders a fuggen chai tea whip whip 2 sweet n lows..grande in a venti cup muther fuggen latte??? who does this? the lady had a simple dink...i think the lady ordered a mocha...she didnt need it, but she ordered it...im pissed watching this debacle right in front of me face...i was in a hurry too...i needed to get to doctors office so he can stick a 6 inch needle in me back again....and again...and again....fun! fuggen werld i live in...tired of it..

i felt like speaking up...ive been so beat up lately, one of these days im going crazy loco fuggen postal...like the crazed fella in that movie...mike douglas....rimmed glasses....i cant remember shit anymore...just looked it up....for photo...falling down....

later today.....bout an hour ago....i got in my truck and proceeded out of my spot....this old man is walking to his car...he sees me and stops....i wave him on....he waves me on...this goes on for 3 cycles...finally i get my way because im fuggen polite....this old bastard took 5 minutes to walk past my front side.....laaaaadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

if this old fart moved any slower, hed have a moss pile growing down his hump back....cfb!!!!!

im going rude from now on...fugg the females and the old farts! that fugger shouldnt be driving anyway....holy shit!

quake...earths orbit

read where our orbit was knocked off 8 inches from the massive japanese quake and that had me thinkin...

in superman (movie), lois was killed...lex luther launched several icbm's at, coincidentally enough, fault lines...one of these fault lines was located in california....san adres fault....and Lois lane was there...go figure....well the missile hit and the resulting earthquake killed lane...her car engulfed by a huge crack...

supe was pissed....first he got there too late....had to save the fuggen commie libs of the east coast before saving the freakshow norcal inhabitants...i think supes grandma lied on the east coast...er sumptin...his late arrival to lane made him sad and angry....so he flew fast....very fast....he flew against the grain of our earths orbit....it was fuggen beautiful because time went backwards...that allowed him to hook up with lois again....damn that shit must have been good...who does that? if i fly the time backwards, im going back to when gold was about 50 bucks an ounce and im all in!!! not going to do it for some needy, homely looking dame...whats up supe?

so eight inches..what does that mean? hello soldier!

call me when youre 24 and you need cash

ha...thats what i tell my 16 year old daughter....she will...shell need me then...until then....its friends and friends and friends...

a very close friend told me he too lost his daughter at age 16....he said she came back into the fold at 24..

dont mind me...i find it kind of relaxing....dealing with females is tough enough...if one wants relief...im all for it...beat it syd!

now my sons are just starting to discover the greatness that i have to offer....boys are awesome...very little drama....but man they stink....everything about them stinks...their feet can melt down a nuclear reactor....they can destroy a fuggen bathroom in 20 seconds...its crazy how shitty their shit stinks...omfg...what the fugg did you eat bubba? ...i teach them....i tell them of the courtesy flush....hit the fan bro...close the fuggen door....FAIL!

catastrophe movies...bring em back

watching the footage from japan this am, i couldnt help but think about all those miserable, yet awesome catastrophe movies of the 70's..

earthquake in fuggen sensoround....outstanding!

towering inferno

Poseidon adventure...sucked

killer bees...scared the shit out of me...

my favorite from those was the towering inferno....the glass tower....that fugger was a hollywood 200 stories high...i couldnt believe they could go that high...i was impressed with its design and luxurious features....sick i say....that and the fact that the many many multiple movie stars that called the glass tower home...its was the trump tower of the 70s!

if it werent for the stupid, greedy son in law (sounds almost lifelike to me as i continue to wreck the family business with my bidness acumen and jolly ideas), the glass tower never wouldve caught fire. you never skimp on the electric...never...rule number 1 in developing!...this poor sap did....and well he died because of it...(actually he died because he pushed his way(i think he tossed aside a lady and child to get on board the escape pod)..and an explosion occurred and the pod went a fallin down 200 stories)...fuggen son in laws....always fugg things up...he died and we cheered!

well....steve McQueen and paul newman saved the day.... SM was a fuggen stud....dude died too early...he was nails....they climbed up to the roof, risking life and limb...and blew the water tank...the cascading water extinguished the flames and all was good....damn there was a bunch of water in that tank!...looked like the building was constructed under Niagara falls...

the towering inferno was epic for me... first cuss word i ever heard fro the silver screen...when SM and newman were discussing the plan to extinguish the fire...it was fireman SM who told newman what they were going to do....newman looks up (200 mf ing stories!) ...and then looks at SM....and said..."oh shit!" it wasnt a shout...it was a tranquil, our lives are over soon "oh shit"

bring em back hollywood! modernize and make em better...too bad OJ is in the klink!

ill tell you how it all werks..

youre born...

you play...you have fun..youre a kid and its all good...

middle skewl blows ass for everyone, if if you were the bmoc...zits and greasy hair....braces for most..not me tho..i have the perfect bite...i dont bite....hard

HS rulz for all even for the people who hated it back in the day, they end up having the most fun at reunion time..

College absolutely rulz unless youre stuck in some hayseed town playing football for a bunch of fuggen crazed bible thumpers that bend you over...once fleeing that scene, it kicked ass! SMU

you get married and its fun until...

you have kids....then everything slowly becomes a brewing storm of trubs

welcome to the machine....ahhh the pink floyd song that splained it all....we are all in the fuggen matrix.....there is no escape....the banks own us....if its not the banks, its your family...your drug of choice, the prison guard, booze...your boss...yo pimp...the casino...the almighty FEDERAL GOVERNMENT...ahh the most powerful pimp you will ever meet.....these fellas mean bidness....they feed and care for the masses....and the masses are hungrier and hungrier...these two feed on each other...pimp daddy be slappin us hos...we need to pay up or else....we better get in line...or someone else will ho the street...

there is no such thing as prolonged happiness.....show me someone that is all smiles...all happy....and ill get the real truth out of em..."all too easy" (vader as he led luke into the carbon freeze chamber)...ez peezy...these types really bother the fugg out of me....oh life is great...i read it on facebook all the time....guaranty that every "i love my husband..or i love my life," poster is someone who is absolutely miserable....and they hide behind the power of the social network....taaaa daaaa! all cured because you told us how great and happy you are....fuggen dork liar d bag!

charlie sheens rants are fuggen brilliant. he has the nads to tell it like it is...he is my hero because he has the bully pulpit for us anti politically correct types. go fuggen charlie!!!!

if i could chose...

a name..for royalty purposes....ez...it would be the name/word..."bag"

everything needs a bag...you got somethng...you need a bag for it....bags bags bags..

squash bag

lacrosse bag

golf bag

soccer bag

grocery bag

computer bag

fun bags

lunch bag

ball bag

d bag

european hand bag

trash bag

leaf bag

vacuum bag

money bag

shit bag

big ole bag of chips

big ole bag of popcorn

big ole bag of cereal

bean bag

nut bag

bird seed bag

bag of hate

eye bags

ass bags

sandwich bag

ziplock bag

my boys need a lacrosse bag for their lax shit...their 3 sticks...wtf do they need three fuggen sticks...? theyve only played one year and their equip would make a duke lax star jealous...i dont get that game...seems cool as shit....but it needs a bag...

at noon today i have a squash match....ill be carrying in me squash bag...it contains 2 racquet's in case i chuck one and it happens to accidentally break....i have a back up....i think my bag has extra shirts....balls...grips and such...its a fuggen bag and i need it...

wifey has a buttload of reusable grocery bags....i guess it makes her feel all warm inside because shes saving a tree....i think she uses them because they dont offer bags at the warehouse she shops at...all i know is that these fuggen bags are green and they are strewn everywhere!

we must have 12 soccer bags from the 20 team my kids have been on....different shapes and colors..at least 4 different clubs....all adding to the rainbow of bags we have in our garage...

lax ball bag hangs down just to the left of big d...i got a chuckle this am because the bag had two balls in it...the bag swayed as i brushed across it while getting in my truck...two balls swaying in their own bag...

after lunch squash...i go to dicks to pick up the bubbas new lax bags....fuggen werld...

kudos to me...im awesome...

been getting some great feedback lately on me blog...i can go two very distinct ways with this..

1. i do as everyone expects of me...simply gloat and get too cocky for my own or anyones own good....thats why wifey insists on not complimenting me on anything...and i mean anything....if i score a huge kazillion dollar deal, it would be NUTTINHONEY....more like..."well its about fuggen time you fatass!"

2. i just go along doing what i do and continue to do as i do how i do when why and where i do...

oh its hard to be humble when you have me brain to work with....what shall i do?....how shall i handle this? considering i have a small...and i mean small flock of followers....and a few more read me and wont admit it...thats ok tho...

im a certified immature teenager...my real age in brain and overall attitude is 17...id like to say 21 because that would allow my to consume adult beverages....but lately i feel that drinking is way over rated.....i can go without booze...especially after sat night....holy fuggen man on the cross!...i didnt have but 3 tails and i was blowin chow all sunday am....i think i gots me a bug....had to be...but i fuggen blew booze out of me guts and through me mouth and nose...fuggen booze burning me strols.., and well....that taste was bad...still kinda lingers...nice tube tho...tubular chow...artwork in motion...aerial art if you will...when i blow, its fuggen loud too....everyone can hear...even neighbors and we really dont have any....its an event...and wow its loud! always nervous about puking on a plane...its never happened before...but when it does, i think the sonic boom might bring the plane down...serious! EMP...electro magnetic puke!

anyway....im taking my kudos humbly...not going to gloat...imsokewl...

golf rules blow...my rules rule

golf rules pretty much suck....they were drawn up by a bunch of fuggen drunk fatasses...the game is hard enough as it is...

why the fugg do you need to add a stroke if your golf ball rolls a little after you address the ball? it makes zero sense..if your ball moves a little during your swing, and you hit it...stroke! wouldnt the moving ball make it harder to strike the shot you were looking for? isnt that penalty enough? your ball moves on the green...after you address it....stroke!...bullshit stupid ass crap...why? shit like this makes golf no fun...bunch of anal assholes...

golf rules really suck...

ok...your tee shot crosses the evil white stakes on the side of the hole...out of bounds...oscar delahoya...ob city...ob won kenobi...so the rules state that you must re tee and take a penalty...so youre hitting 3...golf is a long day anyway...i say fugg the ob rule and play it as a lateral...speeds up play...makes golf less aggravating...if you play a course that is surrounded by houses, youll love my rule..

all the other rules in golf are ok with me... i really dont like the "no grounding the club in a hazard" rule much, but i can live with it...

golf would be great if theyd change it up a bit...the saundoggy rules

1. no stroke and distance for OB

2. no stroke for oscillating balls

3. must finish in 4 hours max for 18 holes...if your group doesnt finish in 4 or less....you get kicked off the track...no questions asked...the asians are the worst....those little fuggers take their sweet ass time...the dbags that think they are freddy fuggen couples are worse...these fuggers read the green from every fuggen angle....they take 10 practice swings...then proceed to hit a shank OB...fugg them! nothing makes golf more fugged up than a 5 to 6 hour round...there is no way this should happen...

4. if you smoke..dont fuggen toss your butt on the track! if you chew or dip (me)...do not spit on the greens or the tee boxes....makes sense eh?

5. practice swings....i dont take any...i feel like my best swing will be my first...so i just go with that and it usually works....if you do take practice swings....you get a max of 2....if more, that is a penalty stroke! enough already...hit the fuggen ball mortimer!

6. cell phones...i have no problem with cell phones...as long as ringer is on vibrate...

7. golf dess....i like looking decent when i golf and everyone should too..i like to play with shirt untucked and i get kind of pissed when the pro tells me to tuck in me shirt. cargo pants should be allowed as well..

8. divots, ball marks, raking all these repairs must be done at all times..no excuses

9. reading greens...youre only able to read the green from behind your ball...thats it..no side reads...no front reads....just get behind your ball...look at it BRIEFLY...and putt the damn ball...and move on!

10. breakfast ball mandatory, if you chose... on hole one....and thats it...no other mullys..for amateurs only..we need to get our rounds off to a good start...

11. bump the ball only when course is in shit condition...if track is in fair condition...play it down...i find you make better contact when you play it down...anger gives you focus!

satans greenspace

driving range...instead of eating lunch..

this is the most evil of places...especially if youre retarded enough to order up a FAMILY sized bucket o rocks...144 balls.....why the fugg did i do this? ill tell you why....ima dumbass..

the first 20 were pure...then what...? i look down at the 124 remaining pieces of shit and well....i have to hit them...shank...oh shit...shank...wtf!!!? rinse and repeat....a wise man would leave them there for another poor sap to hack at...but no...im too cheap to let them be....so i continue to fail...and fail...again and again...over and over again...

problem is...i cant stop....i need to figure it out...and i did...i wasnt turning...so i got it back...by then, i have about 30 balls left...feeling good again, i need to finish in style....then it happens again...shank!...omfgsmntf! (oh my gawd stomp me nuts to flatness)...

shankapotomus...hoselenfeffer...shankenstein...shawshank redemption...king longshanks...shankyouverylittle...happy shanksgiving...shankephant...hoselandgrettel...

i race home...i need to figure this out....so i pull out me 9 iron and throw some rocks down and hit 3 beauties in me back yard...ok..im cured...

but fuggen a...i have that stanky shitty taste in me mouth..."where'd that cat go?" "what cat?" "the cat that shit in me mouth!" thats the taste i have now..

ima fuggen mess...i have two sets of sweet mizuno irons...58s are blade like...53s are more forgiving...i take me 58s out to the range because i shot a 77 with me 53s and im thinking i can go back to me blades and work the ball a little more...well that experiment failed... went back to me 53s in the back yard and viola! i think it was the lack of turn tho...so is it the sticks or the turn...the quip or the deliverer?

wont know until i play again....cuz i ait going back to satans spawning area again!

fuggen range blows ass...the range has almost cost me me marriage many times over....i know i need to stay away...but like crack to the crack addict...i go back...fuggen werld we live in...

damn fuggen darn it

ima dumbass.....accidentally signed up the bubbas for two lacrosse teams for this spring....double the driving...im pissed..

try telling them they cant play for the redshirts...the elite team made up of boys named emerson, tristan, and jeremy...this team never loses....the fancier the name, the better the player...my sons have simple names...

i didnt know that they had a skewl team this season....so now i have to drive these fuggers everywhere..on fuggen weekends...i thought i ridded myself of this when i put the kibosh on their select soccer...that was crazy...wifey and i had no life...driving everywhere...practice...games...special training...uniforms...omgcmnon (oh my gawd cut my nuts off now!) uniforms!!!! uniforms!!!

nothing angers me more than uniforms...i hate them...hate! shall i explain? all i need to do is quote this question that rears its satanic head every fuggen gameday..." dad, where is my uniform?" if i hear that one more muther fuggen time, ill explode...i have thrown their "lost" shit in the pasture before...when it gets really bad......they retrieve it and do better at taking care of their shit for a bit...then they fall back into the dumbass mode..

i hate uniforms ..they are always lost...we have uniform bins...we have uniform safe havens....we have uniform lock boxes FCS! and they still are lost every fuggen time you need them....never ever ever fails.

i blame this on the parents...because without us, little johnny wouldnt play for an organized team...we want them to look great in their 150 dollar uni package....3 stripers....home ...away..and special set...ahhh the special set....clever coach...you want your team to stick out on special occasions...whatever..

without this shit, our kids would be outside playin pickup games...like we used to do...no lined fields...no refs to blow their shitty whistles on shittier calls....no parents yelling...no parents fighting...no calls to the board members asking why sally beotch isnt on the A team...no driving around creation logging countless miles on BIG D only to watch failure after failure...(their lax team does rule however....they didnt win one hoops game this winter...im used to that tho)

fuggen werld we have made for our kids eh? now kids are specially trained for one sport...they do all this specialty training...if youre lucky, and your boy is a blue chipper qb, you get to send your kid to socal so they get trained over the summer by only the best qb coaches on the planet...

my girl plays 3 sports...so do my boys...none of this specialty shit...talk about burnout!

get outside !!!!!!

ytd...worst year ever

wifey and i came to the conclusion that our current year to date has been the ultimate in bad for us....

everything sucks ass....bidness...money...family difficulties....my squash game...house is always messy....throw way too much food out...money....family...bidness...squash...mess...money...bidness

best news is....everyday we start a brand new year to date....ha

take that year to date!

so if something great happens today....then blend that beauty into our current year to date...and it wont suck that bad....fuggen right!

interestingly enough....this has me thinking about shit and statistics and shit....its so ez to skew numbers and its done to us every single lame ass day....every time i hear that the economy is better because jobless filings have gone down, i think to meself..."ok..well probably the 30,000 that didnt file are tired and didnt feel like filing the paperwork because they have given up because the real world currently sucks donkey balls ...and they arent telling us that!"

or..."nine out of 10 dentist recommend the use of colgate blah blah blah"....ok...so that means that crest sucks ass and no one should buy it...

the best.." this kicker hasnt missed from 20 yards his entire career" its up and its no good!

numbers and stats make people feel good......year to date cracks me up...im a car salesman and i sell 100 cars in march of 2011...i sell 5 cars the rest of that year to date ending feb 28 2012....ytd i sold 105 automobiles....its fugged up i tell you....in march, im a hero...rockstar....the rest of that year to date....DONKEY i am...

im going to play and win the lotto today.....thatll make me ytd a goodin!

new fone...

got me a new celly today...its titty...HTC evo shift....shouldve called it...WTF wow titty! this baby has it all...me twins tweaked it for me and now i have all these crazy apps and shit ill never use....

cell phones are incredible...this shit is amazing...this shit is the sit we dreamed about...remember thinking your future watch would be like the one we saw on the super friends cartoons? well, the time is now my friends...

lost my squash match today and well....im good with it...not too long ago, id have smashed racquets and dropped neutron f bombs...all that weight i lost last year in my biggest loser competition with me buds is back on and in force.....cfb! fuggen losing weight is tough..hard...crappy shit...gaining it back is fun as hell...very fun...at a crossroads nw...thinking i should just let meself go....and enjoy shit...why the fugg not? wifey wont care...she thinks im hideous anyway...

i had a great day today....the weather is breaking in the right direction...and my back held up ok after squash...dont get me wrong here....im still a miserable sob...but i kinda feel at peace at this moment....ok its gone...fight on!