|It's almost not funny...
||[Sep. 8th, 2008|09:00 am]
Those of you who know me well -- have seen me in action, as it were -- will not be surprised. |
Okay, you know that metal frame in a bathroom stall that holds the toilet seat covers? And sometimes they make them to hold the toilet paper as well, which means they're right there on the side of the stall? So that when you bend over to pull up your pantyhose, you crack your forehead on the edge of it that you split your eyebrow open?
Well, yes, I wouldn't have thought it was physically possible either, but I have the bleeding eyebrow to prove it. (Although I suppose "split" is an exaggeration. But still, a bead of blood...)
Some of you will be even less surprised to know that my first thought was "Wow, I can't believe I've never done THAT before." Just like when the poor boy got the stick in his eye last weekend at Faire, and while everyone else was saying "How the heck can you be eating food off a skewer and get it in your eye" I'm thinking Oh, I can so see how that would happen. Sort of surprised I've never done it.
It's hard enough spending my weekends with talented people -- musicians, singers, artisans, magicians -- and MY big talent is the ability to get a toenail clipping underneath my eyelid, an eyelash stuck on my eardrum, a black eye from the toilet seat cover dispenser....and all while sober, my friends, completely sober.