Location: Montreal

Saturday, October 01, 2005


my failing was in trying to make it look casual.
had i given it my all, ran completely full-on/full-tilt, as if being chased by angry dogs or a large gorilla capable of carrying angry dogs while maintaining a threatening speed, i might have cleared that hedge.
but no. i had to make it look casual.
uplanned. the kind of thing i do a thousand times a day, mechanically, while drinking coffee and scanning the crossword.
i didn't even go for a running start.
just a quick left-right-left-launch.
and for a few wonderful seconds, i was good.
i was soaring. i was an Albatross.
my aerial veiw gave me a better sense of scope, leading me to realize i had greatly misjudged the girth of the hedge. before i could recalculate, my legs became ensnarled in the tangly wooden fingers of my obstacle, slowing their momentum. my upper body, however, continued at full speed, causing a "hinge" effect that hurtled my head into the ground with suprising force.
damn you physics.
damn you gravity.
damn you both and your continuing defiance of my brilliant plans.


Blogger lora said...

i'm still waiting to hear more about this wicked plan of yours mike.

fill me in. i love wicked plans.

9:56 AM  
Blogger nic said...

happy thanksgiving. i hope this is an ok time for you. call when yr free.

9:02 AM  
Blogger mike said...

i was born free baby.

10:35 AM  
Blogger nic said...

well fucking call me then ya bastard.

12:06 PM  
Blogger nic said...

sarcasm doesnt work on the internet.

5:48 PM  

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