You might have noticed another on of my post hiatuses the past two weeks or so. This time I did not go on a trip, nor did I forget or let laziness get the best of me. So what happened? (Bear with me here, I'm trying to create some suspense. All will be revealed).
You might also notice how I was singing an ode to cycling and exercise in my last post. And I mention that with a reason. Because I was pretty happy riding my bicycle, until September 29, at about 6:45 PM, when I hit reality. And reality, in this case, was in the form of a car. I will keep the accident report short: I flew over the hood, through the air, woke up in the ER with a concussion and a gap the size of a day in my memory, and spent the past two weeks recovering.
So there you go. Americans just can't take anybody doing something healthy on their roads. Seriously though, it was totally my fault. I ignored a stop sign. And well, if reality throws a stop sign at you, and you ignore it, people are going to get hurt. That's just a fact. So now I can't even run for the next month, and I am already bored out of my mind. Might as well start watching the terrible TV over here. The only good thing is the SciFi channel.
today's quote is from Napoleon. My new goal is to get a fantastic friends quote in there, but the only one that made me laugh so far was the one with a star trek reference. Go figure.