Just North of Ridiculous

Well, it didn't take long. I can now add one more accomplishment to the list of mildly ammusing, utterly confounding things that only I seem capable of. It's seems to be the very nature of my breed. Let's recap:

1) The paring of much needed flesh from my big toe by way of a yoga mat. I've since learned that I am not the only person to have done this, but that's of little consolation when you're sitting in class bleeding.

2) The complete destruction of a local coffee shop during their lunch rush. If you don't know what I am talking about, you can reference said incident in the blog titled: "It's a gift"

3) Let me begin by setting the stage. I had relatives in town at my parent's house this past week; Uncle John, Aunt Jeannie and Cousin AnneMarie, who's absolutely adorable by the way. I have pictures on my phone that I'll post some other time. She's 3. Anyway, whenever people come to visit, it seems that every meal is a feast. No, feast doesn't do it justice, worse than that. Every meal outdoes the one previous. It's like in that book "Popcorn" that was around when we were kids in which the parents go to halloween party and the kids invite freinds over and pop so much popcorn that for seven pages the author writes nothing but "they ate, and ate, and ate and ate......." you know the one? Anyway, I ate and ate and ate.......and suprise, I got sleepy. I decided to take a nap on the floor of the living room. I placed my hands behind my head in a fashion I describe as "Huck Finn style". It's how I imagine he looked when relaxing. Sprawled out with fingers interlocked behind the head. It can be a pretty comfortable position. What I didn't know was that it can also be hazardous. When you have your arms behind your head like this you put your shoulder in an awkward position. Which is fine if you are awake, but once your muscles relax, as they do when you sleep, your shoulder can come loose. So that's what happened. I dislocated my shoulder while I slept. I'll just give you a second to process that...............

I woke up unable to move my right arm, and after a little careful adjusting managed to get it back where it belonged, but for the love of all things Good and Holy, who does that happen to! Have you ever heard of such a thing?!? It's still a little sore, and every night it gets agitated because I like to sleep on my side. I start out on my back or stomach but invariably end up on my side, hurting. lame. Uber-lame. Glue factory lame.

Anyway, that's me. Other than that, not a whole lot going on. I've been given my final exam, which is a take home so that ought to be vicious. I've purchased some new, state of the art eye-ware, and am sporting them as I type this. For the most part they're imperceptible. No rims, very little in the way of stems, drill mounted and hinge-free. They weigh nothing and are made of a titanium alloy that is nearly indestructible; a claim I am sure, that will be put to the test.


Music: "Walk the Line" ---Johnny Cash