Anodyne
Friday, September 23, 2005
 

To March of the Penguins.

Midway through the 3rd or 4th 70 mile trek across the pack ice the grande Americano I had drunk on the way to the theatre caught up with me, and I got up for a brief excursion.

Just a few steps and my fast-asleep right leg buckled under me. I fell down face-first in the aisle, creating a noisy and unanticipated distraction.

With my right knee now completely trashed, I am doing my own convincing imitation of the penguins' rolling walk.
- posted by cjb @ 9:46 AM


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