I Think I’ll Sled to Work Today…

February 1, 2011

Why a sled? It may be slow, given the lack of hills. But it would be a whole lot less dangerous.

Now, what could be dangerous about my half-mile jaunt to work everyday? One word. Ice.

Ice received a cool rap with “Ice, Ice, Baby,” but obviously Vanilla Ice did not live in the Midwest.

Yesterday, I fell on the ice, not once, but twice.

The first time, I was crossing the street after lunch. I was almost across the street when, wham, I fell right on top of my right hip and wrist.

The pros:
-I didn’t get run over by a car.
-I would be going to the chiropractor later.
-It wasn’t the coldest day of the year (but pretty close).

The cons:
-I had a captive audience in the car.
-It hurt.

I had a great trip to the chiropractor and managed to not fall coming or going. However, when I was walking home from work. I did it again. This time, I fell exactly the same on my left side.

The pros:
-I didn’t fall on the street this time.
-I fell on my left side, making me ambidextrously in pain.
-I didn’t have an audience (that I was aware of).

The cons:
-I had already been to the chiropractor.
-It still hurt.

I later discovered that I had almost zero traction on my boots. In case you were wondering, there is a moral to this story:

My sole

My sole was in a very sorry state.

Never forget to examine the state of your soles.


Spotless Cloak

December 7, 2010

Barren, winter trees
carry tiny flakes of white
crystalline pipe cleaner branches.

Parched, lifeless flurries enbalm each branch
reflecting the sparse morning sunlight against
the pale gray sky.

The spotless cloak falls away when I touch it,
disturbing its peaceful slumber,
beauty left best for the eye.