So shines a good deed…

7 February, 2011
Rat Fink

…in a weary world.

OK, back to lamenting the hapless Browns (and the future of the NFL in general).

Mondays can be fun. I thought that thought as I picked up my broken carcass off the sidewalk after taking one step down the stairs to let Rousseau out, and going airborne. Hot shower and aspirin: breakfast of champions.

Image: New York Times

6 Comments

  1. OH NO!!!! I just woke up (after going to bed at 4!!) and didn’t know you had fallen!! Good golly, Bird. You’re gonna feel it come tomorrow morning, luv. :-(

    On a brighter note – I’M SO THRILLED THE PACKERS WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Let me know if you need anything, sweetie!

  2. Ok, I think the Thriller and I need to install some sort of “over-head tether/harness system” for you to hook up to during these icy months. I think that is the only option we have left…

    • HA — Lars, you are a good son. But something tells me you’d do it mostly for the Kodak moments it would provide…amiright?
      :P

  3. Goodness, gracious, lady. Hope your fall didn’t cause any serious damage or breakage! Ice is trecherous. I hear that your environs were clobbered with several inches of accumulated ice. I just stepped out onto our porch. No ice here! Ice doesn’t fair too well in 80 degree temp. :-) Take care, and I sincerely hope that you’re OK!

    • I know, right? I’m a walking disaster. A falling disaster, I mean. And I’m certainly glad there was no ice on your 80-degree porch, smartapple! (Why, I oughta…)

      When you coming back north? You owe me a Bux!

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