Tuesday, June 29, 2004
The Newspaper Story I am helping a friend deliver papers this week. We begin at 3:30 am and end at 6 am. 300 papers hand delivered provides great exercise and more humbling stories for the future prevention of swollen head syndrome. The story goes like this: I was perfecting my paper throwing skills. It is fun to watch those blue plastic bags filled with daily news twirl around and land in bushes or on rooftops. One time I actually landed one on a patio table as if it had been placed just so for the patron's morning coffee/quiet time. Feeling confident, I started tossing the blue cylinders from a little further away; carefully feeling out my range. On one occasion my efforts were so sincere that I was certain to land it in one of those green paper boxes from 25 feet away. Unfortunately the blue plastic bag caught on my pinky and twirled around once before it went straight up and came down on my head. This would not have been so bad except that there were witnesses. I thought I would confess it first before the news got out *smile* - posted by -g @ 4:48 PM | | 0 rocks in pond 0 Comments: |
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