Just throwing it against the wall to see what sticks!
Monday, July 6, 2009
FALLING DOWN STAIRS
OK, it finally happened! I've been living in a two story house for the past five months with out any problems to speak of. Navigating any set of stares has never been an issue for me. In fact I have traversed many a set of stairs with out difficulty or incident. You know holding a glass of ice tea in one hand, and a plate of spaghetti in the other. Never bothering to look down and watch my every step to insure my arrival would be event less. "Not today!"
I was coming down the stairs to take my dog Mick out for a quick pit stop when my cell phone rang! So doing my very best Mikhail Baryshnikov spin move I retraced my steps. Before I could get to the cell it stopped, and the home phone began ringing in the kitchen. Now only being a couple of steps from the top, I again spun around one hundred and eighty degrees with a determined mind to catch that call. Now I really don't know what came over me today. It's not like I was waiting for the President to call. I have never been one that had to stop the world and answer the phone. You know with answering machines in abundance these days I've never worried.
Well that's when the action started. My bare foot apparently slipped off the third from the top riser, and I landed on my back looking up at Mick, who thinking dad must be playing a new game, jumped on my chest for the ride down. My feet were in the air and my head was bouncing on each riser giving me the jerking sensation of the cameraman who filmed Saving Private Ryan when Tom Hanks and his band of soldiers were running up the beaches of Normandy. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, silence! Laying there with a black Pomeranian smiling down at me, all I could think of was "What the hell has just happened!" "Did I just.." "No way!" "Not me!" "Damn, I just bought it!" Laying there on the stairs I began to assess my situation. "Head, check!" "Neck, check!" "Back, check!" "Arms, legs, check!"
So finally dragging my carcass off the carpet I went to the kitchen and checked my message. It was a call from an Insurance company telling me that "My auto warranty was about to expire, and that they had a special deal for me." All I have to say is "I'm lucky not to be in traction some where, and I'll be damned if I'm buying any extended warranty insurance this week!"
by bluesbrown LMAO now...