I Had an Accident
I was eating dinner tonight, putting in some final changes on a script I'm writing.
About 17 years ago, while living in the Bahamas, we bought a bunch of Bahamian statues carved out of solid logs.
These two facts are related when you realize that we decided to arrange these statues along a shelf about 12 feet above the living room (we have cathedral ceilings).
Tonight, those three facts came together in a very physical way, when one of the statues abruptly decided to commit suicide: randomly falling off the shelf, plummeting twelve feet, directly on top of me.
I wasn't hurt (it hit me in the torso, and it only weighs about 20 pounds).
But there was another victim.
Looking like it might be as much as $1500 to repair.
Stings, but another two facts come into play:
(1) It's only money. I may not have it all right now, but I will, eventually.
(2) It could have been my head. My torso - nice and flexible. Head - not so much.
We are grateful for small favors.
Also, I think this bodes well for my new script. It is SO awesome, indeed, the Universe fears its eventual creation.
About 17 years ago, while living in the Bahamas, we bought a bunch of Bahamian statues carved out of solid logs.
These two facts are related when you realize that we decided to arrange these statues along a shelf about 12 feet above the living room (we have cathedral ceilings).
Tonight, those three facts came together in a very physical way, when one of the statues abruptly decided to commit suicide: randomly falling off the shelf, plummeting twelve feet, directly on top of me.
I wasn't hurt (it hit me in the torso, and it only weighs about 20 pounds).
But there was another victim.
Looking like it might be as much as $1500 to repair.
Stings, but another two facts come into play:
(1) It's only money. I may not have it all right now, but I will, eventually.
(2) It could have been my head. My torso - nice and flexible. Head - not so much.
We are grateful for small favors.
Also, I think this bodes well for my new script. It is SO awesome, indeed, the Universe fears its eventual creation.