Thursday, October 07, 2004
i can no longer jump on trampolines.
and here's why:
i hit myself with my own car.
(short pause)
yes, i hit myself with my own car.
my friend michael (now my brother in law) was parked behind me and i was ready to leave. i got out of my car to ask him to move.
i kind of, um, left my car in reverse.
an 86 lincoln town car, a massive steel tank of a vehicle, pinned my knees to his truck.
i wasn't broken, but the sacs of goo in my knees that seperate the bones popped.
so i just don't jump around a whole lot. and a trampoline does bad things to me. it's like my knees don't exist on them. i keep collapsing and crumbling.
some day, i may tell you how i knocked out the power in part of frankfort using the same car.
and here's why:
i hit myself with my own car.
(short pause)
yes, i hit myself with my own car.
my friend michael (now my brother in law) was parked behind me and i was ready to leave. i got out of my car to ask him to move.
i kind of, um, left my car in reverse.
an 86 lincoln town car, a massive steel tank of a vehicle, pinned my knees to his truck.
i wasn't broken, but the sacs of goo in my knees that seperate the bones popped.
so i just don't jump around a whole lot. and a trampoline does bad things to me. it's like my knees don't exist on them. i keep collapsing and crumbling.
some day, i may tell you how i knocked out the power in part of frankfort using the same car.
