I was on my way to the pub tonight to have a beer with Al and Ali to celebrate their engagment when I slipped on the road, tripped over the curb, and landed chest-first on a low wall. I’ve skinned both knees, lost the ball from my nipple ring, and more painfully either cracked, or at least badly bruised, several ribs on the left side of my chest. I can’t even blame alcohol as I hadn’t touched anything stronger than Dr Pepper by that point.
I’m obviously not safe to be let out of the house.
This is perfect timing for me not to be able to ride the TriCross which, all being well, might arrive by the end of the week.