Oh, dear. What a tragedy: [link]
This happened shortly before my doctor's appointment this afternoon. Apparently, shortly before I arrived another patient arrived after having witnessed the accident. The person's treatment provider wasn't available yet, and the poor person was in hysterics, so they had to usher the person (and think they said "she") down to APS (the psychiatric ER). Poor thing. Poor everyone involved.
Hands GC some drumsticks and a leather collar.
runs through SF fitting right in
BWAH! Yeah, I think I saw that outfit in the Mission on Friday....
What a tragedy:
Oh, no. Oh, that's awful.
From the Fandom Can Be Educational Department:
Have applied gentle cluesticks to young House fans, who, in discussing ways our favorite medical drama might shark-jump, listed "Having House *useless* in a wheelchair. Nuh uh.
I said it would harm the show if Dr. House's mobility was restricted, but I think equating that with uselessness is bigotry.
Maybe if I do that a few million more times...I'd get mad but they were obviously not far off their first periods. Must I be everybody's First Gimp? In House fandom?
Oh, dear Lord.
Terrible story.
Juliana, do you live near Fisherman's Wharf?
What a tragedy
So awful. Things like that, that whole wrong place at the wrong time thing, just kind of freaks me out. You can eat healthy, buckle up when driving, look both ways before you cross the street and yet, scaffolding can still collapse on your car just because you were in the exact wrong place at the exact wrong time. Just gives me chills.
He told me about it three times.
How nice of him to share the stress like that. Or annoyance, at the very least.
BWAH! Yeah, I think I saw that outfit in the Mission on Friday....
Red Muppet-fur coat to complete it.
Juliana, do you live near Fisherman's Wharf?
Ayup. I run past it every time I run (I also wave to Alcatraz), and it's definitely within walking/$5 cab distance.
Stupid slow typing...
I'm usually not inappropriate...like that.
Yes, is sad, but maybe also freeing? In the Be Here Now sense?
(Not that poor person's tragedy...that sense of random.)