I managed, due to the laws of physics, to drop a bowl in the kitchen. The bowl did not survive. Sadly, a piece of flying glass decided to avenge the dish, and flew up, cutting my right pinky. Some argu­ment occurred there­after in the house­hold, because seri­ously, a trian­gular cut on the front pad of the pinky does not consti­tute an emer­gency. I grudg­ingly allowed that I would be willing to go to the hospital to see about stitches if the bleeding had not stopped within a certain time frame. So, long story short, the bleeding did not stop within that time frame, and yes, I had to uphold my end of the bargain. And now I have stitches. Typing is slightly chal­lenging, but I expect by tomorrow it will cause … Continue reading →