Still Stumbling. Now, In Three Dimensions
On Friday, I was playing a game of pick-up hockey with a friend of mine and some guys he knows. My friend was trying to take the puck from me as I circled out of one of the corners in my own end. He got all skates with his hatchet like swipe and I fell like a tree and slid feet first, full speed into the boards a few feet away. When I hit the wall, I hurt my right hip a little bit. It feels fine when I am skating, climbing stairs, jogging, and doing everything else but walking. So, I have had a slight limp for the last few days.
Today, I had a horror movie moment at work. Working in a nursing facility, sometimes patients expire. One of my duties is to let the funeral home employees in, and walk them into and out of the facility. It is a big complex. We have a tunnel that runs along the first level and takes you anywhere you need to go.
This morning, I had to escort two such men into the building, through the tunnel and back out again. As I limped through the twists and turns of the tunnel, motioning for the two of them to follow me, saying, "This way." and Turn here.", one of the men said in a slightly worried voice, "He could get us lost if he wanted to." At that moment I thought to myself, what a great scene this would be inserted into a horror flick. I turned, smiled, nodded my head, and limped on torward the elevator and the recently deceased patient.
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Especially with the limp - that makes it creepier. Heh.
I need to post again, but haven't had time. Maybe tonight I'll post something, but I haven't had much to say lately.
I'm waiting breathlessly for your teary Brett Hull jersey retirement post.
Just like for Steph's post, you will probably be waiting a while.
I had a ticket but didn't get to go. I had a final last night and another one tonight. I did make it home in time to see them raise the banner, though.
It was Brett Hull. I wouldn't have cried. Great player, very deserving, but, what an asshole.
I'd say that's an accurate description. He never met a microphone he didn't like.
Was thinking about your wipeout as I saw one of our refs go down all of a sudden last night. After the game I told him he got full marks for artistic impression, but he lost it all in technical merit.
Fortunately, he laughed.
All you need is a hunchback, and you're in!
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