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oneirophreniaAs if today wasn't just a mindbender with the horrible-papers fiasco, as I was walking out to my car to run out to Wendy's for some cheap-ass grub, I damnear broke my ankle. The same ankle, incidentally, that I whacked up at the Shadyhaus last weekend.
I was crossing through the lawn behind the one building, and there was a thin crust of mucky snow on the ground...so I couldn't really tell that I was headed toward a patch of sloppy mud where some random henchman had been digging the other day for some unknown reason. I didn't realize the mud had the same consistency as peanut butter until my foot sank into it up to the middle of my calf and cracked my ankle something fierce. For all my Pittsburgh Gs who may have wondered what was that terrific, thunderous "MOTHERFUCKER!" that you may have heard rumbling down from the sky about 5:00pm today...well, that was me. MSG'd!
So not only did I spend the rest of the night hobbling around on a sore ankle, but my one pantleg and foot was completely smeared with mud as well. My students in my evening class got a kick out of it, though, so that was kinda nifty. I'm just glad the Mudhole of Doom did not suck my shoe off my foot, though. Because if I'd've had to go fishing for a goddamned show in the morass I would've been Superfly TNT and the Guns of the Navaronne all rolled up into one blazing Croat package.
Ow. I think I'm gonna need to break out the Vicodin for this tonight....At least tomorrow's my day off, so I don't have to go running around the campus or the newspaper.
I was crossing through the lawn behind the one building, and there was a thin crust of mucky snow on the ground...so I couldn't really tell that I was headed toward a patch of sloppy mud where some random henchman had been digging the other day for some unknown reason. I didn't realize the mud had the same consistency as peanut butter until my foot sank into it up to the middle of my calf and cracked my ankle something fierce. For all my Pittsburgh Gs who may have wondered what was that terrific, thunderous "MOTHERFUCKER!" that you may have heard rumbling down from the sky about 5:00pm today...well, that was me. MSG'd!
So not only did I spend the rest of the night hobbling around on a sore ankle, but my one pantleg and foot was completely smeared with mud as well. My students in my evening class got a kick out of it, though, so that was kinda nifty. I'm just glad the Mudhole of Doom did not suck my shoe off my foot, though. Because if I'd've had to go fishing for a goddamned show in the morass I would've been Superfly TNT and the Guns of the Navaronne all rolled up into one blazing Croat package.
Ow. I think I'm gonna need to break out the Vicodin for this tonight....At least tomorrow's my day off, so I don't have to go running around the campus or the newspaper.
