Um, this really happened last night. I was stone cold, sober when it did.  It might have hurt less if I'd had a drink first. I was trying to climb over and I usually wear boot cut not flares. What an ass. I got impaled and did a pirouette trying not to trash my precious cam, Candy Canon. Coach , Canon and my postmodern hippy fashion heading for the ground. Christ! It was hard to relax into that.

After dinner and a couple of cocktails my sister convinced me to re- enact it. Paparazzi stylee.

oh shit . I'm gonna listen to the Mary Jane Girls and relax ...ouch.

 

Massy man, got a response for me today?

Oh, yeah Adina. Wonder what she's doin now?