Well, I guess my body's been adjusting so that better look the role of "grandpa" these days. Some morning, and other times of the day, I've been walking with a limp. It's due to a pain in my hip and as a result I can sometimes be forced to walk with a short, then long, stride, reminding me of an old TV show (and by citing old stuff from the past I'm further playing the grandpa role) called The Real McCoys. In in, Grandpappy Amos used to come hitching into the farmhouse in his coveralls.

So a little while ago, remembering the thousands of arthritis pain reliever ads I've seen in my lifetime, I took some acetophetemen (sp?) and hoped for the best.