Crash Sites; Aching Backs

B confirmed that the organization TSWSOITC works for is the organization charged with investigating the plane crash site.

I figured it had to be.

Though TS himself was apparently in Moscow as of the day before the crash.

There’s a John LeCarre novel there…

Meanwhile I did something to my back at the gym. It hurts/hurts/hurts. Every since B’s misadventure, I’ve been reluctant to take pills of any sort for anything, but I took some ibuprofen this morning. Ain’t doin’ a thing. I suppose this is a sign from God that my cosmic destiny today involves laying flat on my bed watching old House reruns.

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.