So, last night I'm emptying the dish washer and pick up the silverware tray and
start removing the spoons.....forks....knives....and I'm down to the butcher knife and remove that,
and.......it slips........does a one and a half gainer in the air and, "thunk"....."wang wang wang".
It sticks, perfectly, in the top of my foot. Right in the bone!!!!
Ow...........Ow..........Oh, shit, OW!!!! I'm just standing there with the point of this fuggin butcher knife
sticking out of my foot!!!
After I get over my surprise, I reach down with my right hand and pull it out.........NOT!
OW.........OW!!!!!
Now I'm getting a little panicky. I reach down with both hands and put my right foot over my left foot's
toes and pull, thuck!!!! The knife comes out along with lot's of blood......duh!!!
Well, I put a compress on it and pull it tight and call the Wifie. She says, "you twit"!!!
Call 911.
By this time, it's stopped bleeding, so I don't.

Well, the story doesn't end here......

This morning, I"m out in the shop and I'm drilling a hole in a bracket and I drop the drill.
"Thunk" the bit punctures the top of my right foot.......OW.....OW.........
This time I don't call Wifie.
I can't walk very good now and I guess the car show tomorrow is out of the question.
I keep thinking of that Forest Gump movie where they keep saying, "stupid is as stupid does".
Or, Perhaps it's just Old timers disease.

I guess I'm going down stairs and finish off that bottle of Merlot....