| | black ice. i hate you.
i am convinced that black ice would be the arch nemesis of even the most powerful superhero. the stealthiest attack. the invisible sweep to the legs. and you think it'd be entirely your fault. genius.
today is the second day i took a spectacular fall because of black ice. it's been bitterly cold here in chicago. over breakfast this morning, my good friend bernie, no stranger to the cold climes of the midwest, blurted out in exasperation, "i've had JUST ABOUT enough of this snow. okay, Lord, you've proved your point - you can make things really cold." bernie later shared that someone would die because of all this snow. and that that's what he thinks about when it snows. yeah, he's pretty morbid. and yeah, God, you can make things really cold.
and icy. with the steady snowfall, the lumbering city trucks with their plows and their salt sprayers are having a hard time keeping up, leaving sheets of ice on black pavement. and leaving poor saps like me who invariably never account for the extra time needed to travel from one place to another hurrying across these dangerous thin sheets never suspecting that the evil archenemy is planning the next concussion.
so me, today - i was trying to get to the gym to run before my breakfast meeting and that's when i went parallel. parallel to the pavement, i mean.
a big bump on my head, a mild headache, some drowsiness, and an aching back. i love chicago.
but black ice, i hate you.
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| | Posted 2/12/2008 11:57 AM - 112 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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