Clumsiness

A few minutes ago, I slipped and fell. I've probably bruised my right knee and maybe hand, but there's no broken skin.

To deal with that, I went to the freezer and pulled out two cold packs. Sat on the chair next to our rather cluttered kitchen table (which is part workspace and part storage). *Thunk* I had pushed a vase over, and that sounded like broken ceramic. Sure enough, there's a piece missing from the top, and a crack beyond that. Fortunately, it was a cheap white vase, not one of the fancy ones, because white goes well with irises. Also fortunately, the vase was empty; those had been last week's flowers, and I just hadn't gotten to washing it and putting it away yet.

Still, it seemed like a good time to use a mug neither of us cares about to make my tea (which I am now drinking, thus far with no damage beyond spilling a few drops on a piece of scrap paper).

All this is on top of general achiness in varying joints, or I'd have been at the gym or otherwise out and doing stuff. Now, what was I about to write when I fell?

Clumsiness

A few minutes ago, I slipped and fell. I've probably bruised my right knee and maybe hand, but there's no broken skin.

To deal with that, I went to the freezer and pulled out two cold packs. Sat on the chair next to our rather cluttered kitchen table (which is part workspace and part storage). *Thunk* I had pushed a vase over, and that sounded like broken ceramic. Sure enough, there's a piece missing from the top, and a crack beyond that. Fortunately, it was a cheap white vase, not one of the fancy ones, because white goes well with irises. Also fortunately, the vase was empty; those had been last week's flowers, and I just hadn't gotten to washing it and putting it away yet.

Still, it seemed like a good time to use a mug neither of us cares about to make my tea (which I am now drinking, thus far with no damage beyond spilling a few drops on a piece of scrap paper).

All this is on top of general achiness in varying joints, or I'd have been at the gym or otherwise out and doing stuff. Now, what was I about to write when I fell?

There's treasure everywhere

I was poking around the Wikipedia, and decided to check the "requested articles." Someone wanted one on City Lights Bookstore, which led me to fixing the article on Lawrence Ferlinghetti. And that led me to his new poem "White Horse.

There's treasure everywhere

I was poking around the Wikipedia, and decided to check the "requested articles." Someone wanted one on City Lights Bookstore, which led me to fixing the article on Lawrence Ferlinghetti. And that led me to his new poem "White Horse.