Barb, in the course of my cooking life, I have managed to burn myself multiple times, send an electric shock through my arm once, cut my hands and feet multiple times, get a badly skinned elbow, and get a scratched cornea. One burn does not make you stupid.
Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?
Xander ,'End of Days'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hil R. - Aug 11, 2009 2:39:30 pm PDT #19398 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Gudanov - Aug 11, 2009 2:41:48 pm PDT #19399 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping
It will be a long time before I forget stumbling and catching myself by putting my hand on the engine of a running rototiller. I had to go to the ER for that one. I also had to wait forever because there had been a storm that left a lot of debris and the ER was swamped by people with chainsaw injuries.
Lee - Aug 11, 2009 2:47:35 pm PDT #19400 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I can combine Hil and Gud's posts and tell my blender story!
javachik - Aug 11, 2009 2:49:53 pm PDT #19401 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
When I was a kid, I stayed every summer with a family who to this day are my real family (the Bradsberrys). They lived on a sprawling, run down farm in Humboldt Co. Every summer (and only then) I managed to do something that landed me in the E.R. One time in the barn, I stepped on a 3 inch nail that was sticking out of a plank and it went straight up through the sole of my foot with the tip of the nail sticking out of the top of my shoe. Another time I grabbed a cookie sheet out of the oven with both hands. Um, let me just say that we had to take the cookie pan with us to the hospital because we couldn't separate it from my hands. Yeahhhhhh.... And then another time we were horsing around on the pull-out couch and my "sisters" pulled me up by both legs and my head landed on the piano keys. We kept playing until we realized that a piano key was embedded in my forehead. Now that's a good scar. 27 stitches and my eyebrow over my left eye still won't grow in properly.
But I loved staying with the Bradsberrys, wounds and all.
aurelia - Aug 11, 2009 2:55:22 pm PDT #19402 of 30000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I can combine Hil and Gud's posts and tell my blender story!
Oooh, and my lawnmower story!
I stepped on a 3 inch nail that was sticking out of a plank
Over the course of one summer, my brother was one nail short of a stigmata.
Lee - Aug 11, 2009 2:56:33 pm PDT #19403 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
\\o/
Barb - Aug 11, 2009 2:59:35 pm PDT #19404 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
::whimpers::
javachik - Aug 11, 2009 3:01:20 pm PDT #19405 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Over the course of one summer, my brother was one nail short of a stigmata.
Wow!!! What happened? Or is it too gruesome?
aurelia - Aug 11, 2009 3:04:28 pm PDT #19406 of 30000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Two separate incidents of stepping on nails and once falling and catching a nail in the palm. The bad luck of an active boy.
javachik - Aug 11, 2009 3:07:31 pm PDT #19407 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Yeee-ouch!