In Which Will is Allowed no Peace

 Well, well, well...look who decided to stop by:

Right in the big toe.

We have no idea why gout's back. It's not like we've been drinking a lot of port and eating a bunch of mutton. 

That's another week we'll be away from the gym.. At this point we might as well go. Hurts anyway, right? For that matter, we might as well have the hamburger. Staying away from red meat isn't doing anything.

Perhaps a return to the pre-2015 lifestyle:

That's how we used to do it, people. A drink on our right, a cigar clenched between our teeth as we wrote ridiculously detailed combat sequences. Basking in the afternoon sun...We used to love to get a sweat on. We wrote Pershing in Command that way. It was glorious.

If reader(s) think we're feeling sorry for ourselves they're absolutely right.