“Why are we just sitting around, Uncle Joel?”

Sometimes, in my capacity as Entertainment Director here at the Secret Lair, I fall down on the job. Or at least sit down.

For some reason, over the past three days the end of my stump has gotten all swollen and sore. It’s surprising because usually when that happens I’ve done something to deserve it, but it’s mid-winter and I really haven’t. Still, there’s only one known remedy: Dust off the crutches, take off the leg and apply the seat of your pants to the seat of a chair for a couple of days. Or even (gasp) just take a nap.

Guess who doesn’t like that at all?

He really wants to know why Uncle Joel is in bed at 2 in the afternoon.