I just ran across this animated gif online...it kinda illustrates how I totally biffed out on a treadmill about a month or so ago, except I'm not a female, I was running a bit faster, and I was flung far more violently into a magazine rack. My hands and knees are finally healed (not completely, but close), but I have scars. Oh well. This wasn't the first time I've somehow banged myself up, and I'm sure it won't be the last.
Sigh...crazy shit happens to me all the time.
Anyway, I'll be off shortly to The Eagle Tavern for the Beer Bust, a pay $7 at the door and drink all the beer you can until 6:00 pm sort of event. Today, the Golden Gate Guards are holding a charitable raffle, benefiting Project Open Hand (here is their mission statement).
So, if there's anyone here in San Francisco who wants to join me, you know where to find me. I'll be wearing a black jacket, a t-shirt that says "Dirty White Boy" on it, jeans, and a black knit cap.
Don't be afraid to come up and say "How you durrin?"