Well I woke up yesterday unsuspecting anything any different from my 20 foot commute to my office. Who would have ever thought 2 accidents less than 10 minutes apart. Yep thats right 2 wrecks, one not my fault and the other entirely not my fault. Wreck 1 took place in my front yard when some guy fell asleep and took out my neighbors mailbox, my old gunshop rock sign and finally my mailbox as well. He was all shook up and I went out to find out if he was alright. First he was very apologetic for wrecking in front of my house. Then he said he didn't get enough sleep and had fell aspleep at the wheel. Well he wasn't hurt dispite murdering two mailboxes and my old rock sign which has become a landmark for accidents over the years. This time though unlike the last it could have saved his life knocking him back down the ditch instead of the telephone pole, unlike the last guy who splattered his brains all over my front porch when he missed the curve, grazed the rock sign and dead centered a tree in my front yard. Yep thats right died right there in front of me about 11:00 p.m. one night on his Harley. Anyway (whew) long sentence!!!!!!!!!! Anyway he was trying to pay me for the mailbox which I said was ok it had been hit so many times and it was plastic with its breakaway pole. I finally took $30 bucks from him, which I didn't want, but he insisted. I went back into the house. Now my commute to work is an easy one 20 feet out the back door to my office, whereupon I play music about 90% of the time. Plus making sure where we are playing on the weekend, checking cd stock, t-shirts, and fueling up the motorhome, plus booking other stuff. Well remember the cat we all prayed for to come back home? Well he ran under my feet and tripped me out the back door and I fell into the wall of rough sawn lumber. Whereupon a splinter jammed under my middle finger nail. It broke off and I couldn't get it out. I never knew a National fingerpick would stretch that far, but I picked last night after not picking for about 5 days. Figured if it was going to swell up anymore or I had to have the nail removed I better practice while I can. Anyway this morning all is well. It looks wounded but the swelling has went down and it feels better. Who'd thought I hurt myself that close to home. Well they (whoever they is) say that most accidents happen to commuters within 5 miles of where they live. I guess the moral of this story is be careful whereever you are. Bruce
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