A Little Rash, Don't You Think?

Dry skin? .. Different washing detergent? .. New medicine?

None of the above??

I don't know what has caused it, but for the last few days I have experienced a terrible rash (I tell it all on this blog .. Happy?) on my legs, back, stomach, and perhaps other places I don't normally see .. thank goodness.

It is quite uncomfortable for me (my guess is .. the same is true for you at this moment) and I am in need of some relief asap.

All the itching and scratching of late .. and early, for that matter .. reminded me of an old Allan Sherman parody of "That Old Black Magic" from an album we had when I was a kid.

Ladies and Gentlemen .. "That Old Back Scratcher."

That old back scratcher has me in its spell,

That old back scratcher like the Chinese sell.

Your plastic fingers up and down my spine,

The same old itchcraft when your touch meets mine.

You tame that tingle when I'm all alone;

For I am single, so, to itch his own.

So down and down you go,

Around and around and around you go;

Scratching my unreachable zone.

I should throw you away,

But I never do;

I must give in .. to itchy skin.

A skin with such a burning desire;

When I'm scratching low,

The itching gets higher.

Oh, you're the scrubber that placated me,

That chased each place that irritated me;

And then, last night, you broke my heart.

Because I sat down on you,

Two hundred pounds on you,

Then, snap, crack,

Everything just went black

My wonderful old back scratcher fell apart.

Yes, you broke in half,

And now you're too short;

I tried Scotch tape .. as a last resort.

But with Scotch tape it wasn't the same;

The thrill that was wild is suddenly tame.

But, Old Man Sorrow will not get me down;

I leave tomorrow night for Chinatown.

For I must follow Heaven's plan:

Around and around I'll go,

Through Chinatown I'll go,

Hoping to find another one just like you,

An old Chinese back scratcher made in Japan!

"my skin is broken, and become loathsome." - Job 7:5b