This applies to a lot of stuff. It makes me think of playing the drums. I played drums for 38 years and got pretty good at it. I played all the time and was in bands, performed live and recorded, and then two years ago, at age 48, I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s. And my skills started to slip, a lot faster than it…

Wake up. Time to dive.

I go to the park wearing roomy drawstring pants with tape around the ankles. I pick the right spot and just fill them up with balls and bruises. And I can sneak a couple of friends into the game—one in each leg.

this tiger has a long nose.