Tuesday, April 12, 2011


His friend sent him an email with a link describing how wedging oneself in a thin space for just one hour day after day could lead to an overall decrease in activity, lessened peripheral blood flow, pooling in the brain and eventually his left hind leg would no longer function. It would, in fact, fall off.

So he feigned illness to get out of step class and found a nice, cool space within which to wedge himself. It was not because he didn't like his left, hind leg. It was a nice leg. He had been a champion jumper back in the day. It was just that, well, ya' know, he was so sick of being told that everything he did was wrong so he held onto this. One last little wedge.


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