The pain in my back.

If there’s something I hate, it’s my back. I have a tendency to throw it out of whack every now and again, and every time I do I’m generally in bad shape for weeks. It’s always the same place. You know that lump beneath your neck (ahem…that would be called the 7th cervical, but who’s counting)? Well, right below that and the shoulder blade is my sweet spot for pain.

This is the face of back pain.
This is my face whenever I pull my back.

I think it’s this area because I used to slave away as a food server for years. I used to carry trays brimming with some of the nastiest foods available to mankind to make a living. I was really good at it. I could balance forty pound trays loaded with flesh searing skillets on my fingertips…sometimes even a second one in my other hand! Damn I’m good! Lo, it’s probably also how my back turned into such a mess.

The thing that slays me every time is that I’m generally not doing anything that would warrant a thrown back. I’m clearly incapable of playing sports as I’m the only person in the world who has broken his collar bone playing waffle ball in the street.

I wish I was making that up.

No, I’m not throwing the good old pigskin around when I throw my back out. It generally happens when I’m, oh say, bending down to tie my shoe. It happened once when I was turning around to hit a light switch on the wall. Obviously, these are not events where one would expect to loose the ability to look over their left shoulder for a week.

This time, I was simply getting into the shower. And before Jim jumps to any conclusions, no there was no funny business involved…I was half asleep as I just woke up. I stepped in, didn’t turn the water on yet, and WHOOP there went my back. I tried to pretend it didn’t happen. I was in denial. However, it DID happen, and now I have to slug away Advil Liquid Gels and hang out with a heating pad while I watch “24”.

Thankfully, it’s been happening less and less, and with not as much severity. Maybe it’s because I don’t work in the restaurant biz any more. Now, I get to work in a far less physically stressing career in front of a computer. Now, all I have to worry about is carpal tunnel syndrome and my elbow feeling like its on fire all day, and recently there’s been a strange tingly feeling in my legs from sitting on my ass for 12 hours a day.

I should just be like Jacquo and sleep in the street. But then, I guess I’d have to worry about my teeth falling out and people pissing on what serves as my bed behind a dumpster.

Welcome to the ‘Nerdlog’

After months of consideration and a few weeks of time in development, the Shamoozal blog is ready for display, and I couldn’t be happier.

Over a year ago, started out strictly as a cartoon based website that played host to the Shamoozal series. Introducing the podcast back in May was the first time we broke out of that mold. We weren’t exactly sure how it was going to blow over, but things went fairly well. Our community on our forums, the Smorgas Board, has been becoming increasingly active in the passing months. It is only natural that the site grows just a tiny bit more, and the result is this shiny new blog.

Now in addition to working on our cartoons, this feature allows us to serve up all sorts of different extravagant dishes on a more regular basis. If you’re a fan of Shamoozal Radio, you’ll be pleased to know that everyone on the team will be taking part in contributing to this blog. That means you’ll be seeing regular updates from Steve, Frank, Joe, Jim, yours truly, and maybe even the General. You’ll also be happy to hear that we’ll have our 5th podcast available within the next few days. That being said, enjoy the ride!