injury report

take me not-so-seriously for one second here, and then, go read the previous post and take me really seriously (to do this is not so incongruent as you might think: F. Scott Fitzgerald says, "The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise." let us go off the assumption that you, dear blog reader, are intelligent, so that you may enjoy these two blog posts each in their full).



yesterday, i did a public "oops" at the Angels/Tigers game, and got my leg clamped in one of these chairs. i suffered two wounds, one to my right calf, and one to my dignity, but, thanks to my well-designed anatomy and the ability to locate my identity in Christ (both instances of grace, mind you), i am making a full recovery.

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