First Published: April 9, 2008
So... no real joke today.
This turned out to be the third bicycle accident in quick succession. The first time a car lurched out of its parking space and I crashed into the driver side door (nothing broken). The second time my bike threw me off (broken kneecap). The third accident basically was a repeat of the second one, except I broke my wrist instead.
The initial diagnosis was: "You will probably never again be able to use the hand as you used to."
Six months later, I broke a toe. The big one, the only one for which they still make you wear a cast. This time, my bike was innocent.
The tools, from left to right:
I still own three fairly expensive sharpeners for my technical pencils which are now stored away in the dark corner of some drawer. What a waste.
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