Would you believe that I actually slipped on a banana peel this morning? It's true; coming home from walking dogs (my first time in weeks, since my trip to California, plus a couple weeks with a nasty cold) I stopped by Starbucks.
With two venti bold-roast (the classic charred-roast) in hand, I was settling into my driver's side seat when my foot landed on the damn peel. I slipped, but somehow managed to keep the coffees upright (I've got my priorities, folks.) After a quick look around to see if anyone had witnessed my foolishness, I was safely in the Subaru and off.
On the 6-block trip home, I kept thinking of this quote by Mel Brooks:
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die.I've always loved that quote. I wonder what Harry Whittington thinks about it.