Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Saturday, July 11, 2009
I don't know why but it is the mishaps in life that make me laugh the most. I guess I just believe life is a complete comedy if we look at it that way. I've just accepted that this is a fun ride we're on and we have to laugh...starting with laughing at ourselves. Sometimes things in life are so bad that you can't help but laugh. You just accept the consequences of stupidity and try to never do that again, haha. And people are crazy :). I was driving down the road the other night, and for those that know Hwy 78 in Atlanta, you know that they're turning the street from reversible lanes to medians. Well to do this they have to cut a big hole in the middle of the road where the turn lanes currently are to pour the concrete. I was driving down the road and the car in front of me pulls through the orange cones into what used to be the turning lane to turn left into Publix. The only problem was that now there was a giant hole with about a 3 foot drop.
So, I watch as the white SUV drives straight into it and the front of the car dissappears. Luckily, she was not going very fast and just slowly rolled off into the crater. The back of the SUV is now lifted off the ground and the car is still running. At this point I pull over and check on the driver. The whole time I'm thinking, "I really hope this woman is ok because I really don't want to feel guilty for laughing so hard." I was laughing because I was thinking, "Wow, this woman just went out to get groceries the same way she does every week, except this time there's a few orange cones that are up. She just thought, "Those don't mean anything" and she drove her car off a small cliff and nosedived into the ground....that's funny to me. The lady was pretty shook up but she was not injured. So, I helped her out of the car and we stepped up to the road from the giant crater we were in. I look at it and in my mind I'm thinking this does look pretty funny with the back of this SUV sticking up in the sky and all. She's crying and says, "I bet I look like a complete idiot." I chuckled a little bit but looked at her and said, "No, no of course not. We all do plenty of weird things."
At this point, I didn't really know what to say, but I felt like I needed to say something. She's obviously pretty emotional and I'm thinking well I should probably say something to help ease the pain. The only thing I could think of was, "Well, You don't expect a hole to be in the middle of the road, huh? But, just imagine in a couple years you can tell people that you went to the store to get milk and you drove your car into the middle of this unfinished median. Who else is gonna be able to say that?" She just kind of looked at me with a blank face. I said, "If it makes you feel better I wasn't paying attention one time driving down the interstate and ran off the road in my car. Everybody in the car was asleep until they hit their head on the ceiling as we drove over about 50 bumps on the edge of the woods. There was plenty of screaming and yelling, but I just guided it cautiously through the field and back on to the road." She's like, "Wow, ok." I just laughed and said, "Yeah, me and God apparently have an understanding not to let me go out in some freak accident, apparently you got the same plan, because your family didn't have to explain that you died driving into a hole in the middle of the road :)."
There was a girl I had been out with a few times. I called her and said, "So, how was the day?" She said, "It was good. I just went to the shooting range." I said, "Wow, I didn't know you shot guns." Her response was, "Oh, no I was looking for some kevlar." I said, "Kevlar? Wow, why are you looking for a bulletproof vest?" She proceeded to explain to me that it was kind of a weird situation. Her brother had come home and apparently they had a falling out to the point that he took a couple shots at her. She ends it by saying, "I didn't want to call the police because I know he's a good person. You don't think that's weird do you? You're still coming over this weekend?" My response, "No, no...of course that's not strange. That happens all the time. Family shooting at each other and all. I'm just glad you're protecting yourself with the vest and everything. I don't think I'll be able to get one in time, so I'll probably have to go ahead and decline." She said, "Oh, no, no. He'll be calmed down by then. You won't need it." I said, "I'm sure he will...sure he will. I just got a lot going and everything...and plus I'd feel a little more comfortable with the vest." We never got together again, but not because of that. Life is a great curiosity to me, I think that's how I find myself in some of the situations that I do. I feel like I'm learning a little more about it each day. Part of me always wondered what it'd be like to show up somewhere with a bulletproof vest on. I'm sure it's a little bit of a rush, but you know not worth the possible death and all :).
So, I watch as the white SUV drives straight into it and the front of the car dissappears. Luckily, she was not going very fast and just slowly rolled off into the crater. The back of the SUV is now lifted off the ground and the car is still running. At this point I pull over and check on the driver. The whole time I'm thinking, "I really hope this woman is ok because I really don't want to feel guilty for laughing so hard." I was laughing because I was thinking, "Wow, this woman just went out to get groceries the same way she does every week, except this time there's a few orange cones that are up. She just thought, "Those don't mean anything" and she drove her car off a small cliff and nosedived into the ground....that's funny to me. The lady was pretty shook up but she was not injured. So, I helped her out of the car and we stepped up to the road from the giant crater we were in. I look at it and in my mind I'm thinking this does look pretty funny with the back of this SUV sticking up in the sky and all. She's crying and says, "I bet I look like a complete idiot." I chuckled a little bit but looked at her and said, "No, no of course not. We all do plenty of weird things."
At this point, I didn't really know what to say, but I felt like I needed to say something. She's obviously pretty emotional and I'm thinking well I should probably say something to help ease the pain. The only thing I could think of was, "Well, You don't expect a hole to be in the middle of the road, huh? But, just imagine in a couple years you can tell people that you went to the store to get milk and you drove your car into the middle of this unfinished median. Who else is gonna be able to say that?" She just kind of looked at me with a blank face. I said, "If it makes you feel better I wasn't paying attention one time driving down the interstate and ran off the road in my car. Everybody in the car was asleep until they hit their head on the ceiling as we drove over about 50 bumps on the edge of the woods. There was plenty of screaming and yelling, but I just guided it cautiously through the field and back on to the road." She's like, "Wow, ok." I just laughed and said, "Yeah, me and God apparently have an understanding not to let me go out in some freak accident, apparently you got the same plan, because your family didn't have to explain that you died driving into a hole in the middle of the road :)."
There was a girl I had been out with a few times. I called her and said, "So, how was the day?" She said, "It was good. I just went to the shooting range." I said, "Wow, I didn't know you shot guns." Her response was, "Oh, no I was looking for some kevlar." I said, "Kevlar? Wow, why are you looking for a bulletproof vest?" She proceeded to explain to me that it was kind of a weird situation. Her brother had come home and apparently they had a falling out to the point that he took a couple shots at her. She ends it by saying, "I didn't want to call the police because I know he's a good person. You don't think that's weird do you? You're still coming over this weekend?" My response, "No, no...of course that's not strange. That happens all the time. Family shooting at each other and all. I'm just glad you're protecting yourself with the vest and everything. I don't think I'll be able to get one in time, so I'll probably have to go ahead and decline." She said, "Oh, no, no. He'll be calmed down by then. You won't need it." I said, "I'm sure he will...sure he will. I just got a lot going and everything...and plus I'd feel a little more comfortable with the vest." We never got together again, but not because of that. Life is a great curiosity to me, I think that's how I find myself in some of the situations that I do. I feel like I'm learning a little more about it each day. Part of me always wondered what it'd be like to show up somewhere with a bulletproof vest on. I'm sure it's a little bit of a rush, but you know not worth the possible death and all :).
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Absolutely my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands. I heard them play this song 3 years ago and thought it was incredible. It was awesome to talk with the band before they got big. Very down to earth, great guys. They deserve all the great things that are happening for them. I'm glad it is finally starting to get played. I told them then that this song would be huge. I really think it will be. Great lyrics. Then I told them that I told Pink she would never make it as a singer, so take my words with a grain of salt, haha. Great song if you're hearing it for the first time.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Father's Day
I love my Dad because he didn't kill me. Last time I saw him we were joking about my familial relationships growing up. We would all get in trouble as kids, but I was the child who was not smart enough to stop pushing my Pop. It was usually something like having to clean the house. For some reason, I would get bright ideas as a kid that the house had no reason to be cleaned. It was clean enough. I would then begin what I thought was a rational argument with my Dad so that he could see the right way...my way. This always led to me arguing too much and eventually having to clean the house by myself. I likened it to a cliff I was running for. My brother was at the edge waving me on...fueling the fire...like, "Yeah, come on Paul, keep saying Dad doesn't know what he's talking about" My sister, God bless her, was holding up the stop sign..."Please Paul....stop, stop..." It never failed, however. Every time I would get a running start and dive right off that cliff. Then I was like the manager of a baseball team after he's been ejected. Well... I'm cleaning the whole thing anyway I'm at least gonna say what I got to say. My brother would high five me as he walked upstairs. My sister would just look at me and shake her head.
The worst was family vacations. He would get tired of me arguing with him about something. He would say, "Paul, don't talk to me for the rest of the car ride." I would immediately continue the conversation beginning with "Mom, I got something I need to tell you and proceed to finish my side of the argument." I would hear, "Paul, I said don't talk" My response, " You said not to talk to you...I'm just conversing with my mother." Yeah, I would've killed me. Just said, "You know what, we've got another son and daughter...we can get by with 2." I'm thankful he didn't, haha.
I can still remember him teaching me to drive. I was 15 years old...I knew it all. We were driving one morning when he looked at me and said, "There's a big curve coming up." My response, "Yeah, I know." He says, "There's a big curve, you might wanna slow down." My response, "I know...I know...Ahhh, tires screech, car is turned sideways...we come to a stop in the middle of the road." I look over and his face his white, he's holding onto the handle and he just stares at me. I just smile and say, "Wow, that was a big curve."
He's told me many profound things over the years, but my favorite is that wisdom should come with age. I tell him every time I see him. "You were a lot smarter than I gave you credit for." I don't have kids but I do coach them. I've realized that you haven't tested your patience meter until you've dealt with a child. I have some kids that won't listen and won't do what I tell them. I think, "I'm smarter than you kid. You should listen to me kid, I'm trying to help you."...and then I start laughing because I see that same look that I used to give my Dad. I love the raw honesty. I know because I used to give my opinion freely. I've learned over time, sometimes it's best to just shut-up. I don't know what I'm talking about sometimes. It was the end of a game that we lost and I was a little upset about it. I'm talking to one of the players and I say, "So, what do you think?" He looks at me and says, "You ever wonder if sometimes we would be better off without a coach" I just laughed and said, "You think you know it all kid..."
The worst was family vacations. He would get tired of me arguing with him about something. He would say, "Paul, don't talk to me for the rest of the car ride." I would immediately continue the conversation beginning with "Mom, I got something I need to tell you and proceed to finish my side of the argument." I would hear, "Paul, I said don't talk" My response, " You said not to talk to you...I'm just conversing with my mother." Yeah, I would've killed me. Just said, "You know what, we've got another son and daughter...we can get by with 2." I'm thankful he didn't, haha.
I can still remember him teaching me to drive. I was 15 years old...I knew it all. We were driving one morning when he looked at me and said, "There's a big curve coming up." My response, "Yeah, I know." He says, "There's a big curve, you might wanna slow down." My response, "I know...I know...Ahhh, tires screech, car is turned sideways...we come to a stop in the middle of the road." I look over and his face his white, he's holding onto the handle and he just stares at me. I just smile and say, "Wow, that was a big curve."
He's told me many profound things over the years, but my favorite is that wisdom should come with age. I tell him every time I see him. "You were a lot smarter than I gave you credit for." I don't have kids but I do coach them. I've realized that you haven't tested your patience meter until you've dealt with a child. I have some kids that won't listen and won't do what I tell them. I think, "I'm smarter than you kid. You should listen to me kid, I'm trying to help you."...and then I start laughing because I see that same look that I used to give my Dad. I love the raw honesty. I know because I used to give my opinion freely. I've learned over time, sometimes it's best to just shut-up. I don't know what I'm talking about sometimes. It was the end of a game that we lost and I was a little upset about it. I'm talking to one of the players and I say, "So, what do you think?" He looks at me and says, "You ever wonder if sometimes we would be better off without a coach" I just laughed and said, "You think you know it all kid..."
Monday, June 15, 2009
Fun-filled facts
I have now moved my writing into a blog. I am done with baseball now, so I'll get on with my other hobby. To start it off I'll give people 20 facts that they may not know.
I lost my wedding ring on my honeymoon
I was in a car accident that crashed into a light pole
I had a photoshoot for a calendar take place at my house....it wasn't me.
5 people have lived in my current house with me
I lived in Tennessee for 3 years
I played Jesus in an Easter Play
I almost got married on a whim in Las Vegas
Someone wrote my phone number on their shoe
I had a cop say, "I've never seen a sober person swerve that bad"
I kissed a stranger in the pouring rain in the middle of the street
I graduated a semester late from college because I forgot to file the paperwork
I once dyed my hair platinum blond
I know how to salsa dance
I stayed with 6 people in a room with 2 twin beds for 4 days in New Orleans
A bird did it's business on my shoulder while I was walking at the beach...4 people...I'm the one that got hit.
I have shot 5 deer
I have been to 100 concerts...linkin park is my favorite band live
I spent 4th of July on South Beach
My favorite color is blue
I love jumping off a 20 foot cliff into a pool of water
I lost my wedding ring on my honeymoon
I was in a car accident that crashed into a light pole
I had a photoshoot for a calendar take place at my house....it wasn't me.
5 people have lived in my current house with me
I lived in Tennessee for 3 years
I played Jesus in an Easter Play
I almost got married on a whim in Las Vegas
Someone wrote my phone number on their shoe
I had a cop say, "I've never seen a sober person swerve that bad"
I kissed a stranger in the pouring rain in the middle of the street
I graduated a semester late from college because I forgot to file the paperwork
I once dyed my hair platinum blond
I know how to salsa dance
I stayed with 6 people in a room with 2 twin beds for 4 days in New Orleans
A bird did it's business on my shoulder while I was walking at the beach...4 people...I'm the one that got hit.
I have shot 5 deer
I have been to 100 concerts...linkin park is my favorite band live
I spent 4th of July on South Beach
My favorite color is blue
I love jumping off a 20 foot cliff into a pool of water
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
My sister's wedding speech
Well, this is the speech for my sister's wedding:
As I was remarking earlier, you don't see this many friends and family this dressed up except for weddings and funerals, and sometimes a wedding can be a funeral. Not this one of course, haha. When my sister first called me to tell me she was getting married she asked for my thoughts on the subject. My response was to remember the words of our ancestor Charles Dickens, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." So, get ready for the ride, because it will be an exciting one no matter what.
When I first met Shaun, he said, "Yeah, the first 3 dates me and your sister went on we had run-ins with the police" My response, "Welcome to the family, this is my type of guy" (As an aside there run-ins were traffic tickets, so no one gets a bad idea of my brother-in-law :) ). Shaun reminds me a lot of my Dad, which is a good thing. I love my Pop and think he's an amazing man. I was telling my brother, Daniel, earlier that our apples fell a little further from the tree than our new brother. If I ever walk in and see a stern look on his face, arms raised high, and a furrowed brow with the expression, "Jesssssica!" then I'll know without a shadow of a doubt that the spirit of my father has officially been transferred. On a serious note, I think Shaun is an absolutely wonderful person. He has great qualities and I know he will make my sister very happy. I look forward to the years ahead getting to know him as our bond grows the way that only time will allow.
Sometimes I am surprised that my sister turned out as well as she did growing up with the brothers that she had. When we were younger, most of the time we forgot she was a girl. It was almost like the commercial that was on TV a couple years ago when a guy would come flying out of nowhere to tackle somebody. Jessica would be walking down the hall and one of us would just tackle her like a linebacker. The one thing that my sister learned was that she had the trump card, DAD. When we pushed her too far, she would sound the siren. It started in a low growl turning into a death defying scream. "DAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" At this point me and my brother were like cockroaches when the lights turned on. We would look at each other like, "Hide" We would scurry off to somewhere and pretend like we had no knowledge of what was going on.
On a serious note, my sister is an absolute doll. Anyone who has met her has been touched in a positive way. She has amazing qualities. She is beautiful, strong, independent, smart, caring, giving, loving and funny. My family is different in the fact that for the past 11 years my family has been separated. My brother and I live on the east coast while the rest of our family resides in Colorado. We've only seen each other a couple times a year for the past 11 years. No matter how much time passes though the love is always there and is ready to be picked up right where we left off. I can still remember when she got on that plane 11 years ago and looked at me and said, "I don't want to go." I looked at her and said you're getting ready to embark on the greatest journey of your life. In Georgia you've always been known as Paul and Daniel's little sister. You're going to go out to Colorado and become whoever you want to be. They don't know us there. Each visit that I come out here I am so thankful that that statement has come true. She has become even more of the person that I hoped that she would be.
I love her with all my heart and am so thankful that she has found that person to share her life with. I know that through the yin and the yang of this relationship they will make beautiful memories. I look forward to the future that this wonderful couple will embark on and am thankful that they have found each other. I wish you both nothing but the best and believe that the love that you too share will truly inspire people. It is with great honor that I ask everyone to please join with me and celebrate Mr. and Mrs. Shaun Thomas.
As I was remarking earlier, you don't see this many friends and family this dressed up except for weddings and funerals, and sometimes a wedding can be a funeral. Not this one of course, haha. When my sister first called me to tell me she was getting married she asked for my thoughts on the subject. My response was to remember the words of our ancestor Charles Dickens, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." So, get ready for the ride, because it will be an exciting one no matter what.
When I first met Shaun, he said, "Yeah, the first 3 dates me and your sister went on we had run-ins with the police" My response, "Welcome to the family, this is my type of guy" (As an aside there run-ins were traffic tickets, so no one gets a bad idea of my brother-in-law :) ). Shaun reminds me a lot of my Dad, which is a good thing. I love my Pop and think he's an amazing man. I was telling my brother, Daniel, earlier that our apples fell a little further from the tree than our new brother. If I ever walk in and see a stern look on his face, arms raised high, and a furrowed brow with the expression, "Jesssssica!" then I'll know without a shadow of a doubt that the spirit of my father has officially been transferred. On a serious note, I think Shaun is an absolutely wonderful person. He has great qualities and I know he will make my sister very happy. I look forward to the years ahead getting to know him as our bond grows the way that only time will allow.
Sometimes I am surprised that my sister turned out as well as she did growing up with the brothers that she had. When we were younger, most of the time we forgot she was a girl. It was almost like the commercial that was on TV a couple years ago when a guy would come flying out of nowhere to tackle somebody. Jessica would be walking down the hall and one of us would just tackle her like a linebacker. The one thing that my sister learned was that she had the trump card, DAD. When we pushed her too far, she would sound the siren. It started in a low growl turning into a death defying scream. "DAAAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" At this point me and my brother were like cockroaches when the lights turned on. We would look at each other like, "Hide" We would scurry off to somewhere and pretend like we had no knowledge of what was going on.
On a serious note, my sister is an absolute doll. Anyone who has met her has been touched in a positive way. She has amazing qualities. She is beautiful, strong, independent, smart, caring, giving, loving and funny. My family is different in the fact that for the past 11 years my family has been separated. My brother and I live on the east coast while the rest of our family resides in Colorado. We've only seen each other a couple times a year for the past 11 years. No matter how much time passes though the love is always there and is ready to be picked up right where we left off. I can still remember when she got on that plane 11 years ago and looked at me and said, "I don't want to go." I looked at her and said you're getting ready to embark on the greatest journey of your life. In Georgia you've always been known as Paul and Daniel's little sister. You're going to go out to Colorado and become whoever you want to be. They don't know us there. Each visit that I come out here I am so thankful that that statement has come true. She has become even more of the person that I hoped that she would be.
I love her with all my heart and am so thankful that she has found that person to share her life with. I know that through the yin and the yang of this relationship they will make beautiful memories. I look forward to the future that this wonderful couple will embark on and am thankful that they have found each other. I wish you both nothing but the best and believe that the love that you too share will truly inspire people. It is with great honor that I ask everyone to please join with me and celebrate Mr. and Mrs. Shaun Thomas.
Common Sense and Death
I didn't really know how to take this statement, "You're the dumbest, smart person I know. You're really smart, but sometimes you have no common sense." Death is a complicated subject. Most people don't have any idea how they will pass from this life. Not me. I know without a shadow of a doubt that I'm going out in some freak accident. "Man takes hanglider into side of mountain." "Man is attacked by ferocious oppussum." "Man slips on ice in kitchen and breaks his neck." All these are possibilities. I warn my friends and family, hopefully it will be somebody close that finds me. Please, please try to make the situation as socially acceptable as possible. If you find me with a "cincodepablo" shirt and bright orange cowboy hat please put me in a suit before the funeral. The reason death is on my mind is because of my near death experiences in life.
I can remember the first odd situation I found myself in was when I was younger and my brother tried to kill me. My brother is 16 months younger than me and as most sibling relationships go we were the best of friends and the worst of enemies as teenagers. One thing I was skilled at when I was younger was pushing buttons. We were in the kitchen when my brother picks up a butcher knife and begins to explain that he is about to kill me. I, of course didn't stop atognizing him until he began to move toward me with said knife. He then gave me the warning I can still remember, "I am about to stab you with this knife." At this point, I'm backing out the door because I see a little bit of crazy in his eyes like he might do it. I never learned though because as I'm running down the street with him chasing me, I yell, "I'll be back with the Ginsu collection. Be ready moron." His response, "That's fine. Come back and be ready to die." I'm sure the neighbors had questions, :). I love him now. He's one of my closest friends.
When I was fourteen years old I was home and was left in charge as the responsible party. We had a gas fireplace. It was a rather cold day, so I figured it was a good time to light a fire. I thought, "What do I need to do? Put the wood in. Turn on the gas. Light the fire." I begin innocently enough putting the wood in the fire, stacking it up nice. I then turned the gas on. Well, at this point I go to light the fire and can't find matches. I then begin to roam the house looking for matches. Finally after about 10 minutes I find them in a drawer. As I go to light the fire I begin to get excited. Warmth is on the way. What I was not expecting was the amount of warmth I received. I remember very vividly looking straight ahead as the giant ball of fire came blasting through me as I lit the fateful match into all that gas. It singed my hair, eyebrows, and the peach fuzz on my face. I immediately jumped up like, "Oh my God! I'm dead, there's no way I just lived through that." I go to the mirror and see this flushed red face, singed hair, burnt eyebrows and I'm like, "Wow, that was really cool." It didn't do any long term damage, and luckily my Aunt was right across the street and could fix me up with a haircut. Lesson learned, turn on gas and light at same time.
I would love to say that this part of my life is over, but I'm afraid it's still a burden to bear. I just got a new dryer and I needed to change the plug so it would fit my plug-in. I figure, "You know what, I should plug this cord in to make sure it works." I then go to stick said cord into the outlet only to be quickly reminded that it wasn't attached to any kind of machine. Apparently all the wires touching is not a good thing. As I pushed the dryer plug in, the energy shot down the wire and exploded out. Unfortunately my leg was right next to it. It burnt my leg and left a giant black mark on the wall. It also made a loud bang as it tripped every circuit breaker in my house. I could have played it off until someone came to my laundry room and she promptly asked, "Why is there a giant black mark on the wall?" It really sounds weird coming out of your mouth, "I plugged the dryer cord in before I attached it to the dryer."
I can remember the first odd situation I found myself in was when I was younger and my brother tried to kill me. My brother is 16 months younger than me and as most sibling relationships go we were the best of friends and the worst of enemies as teenagers. One thing I was skilled at when I was younger was pushing buttons. We were in the kitchen when my brother picks up a butcher knife and begins to explain that he is about to kill me. I, of course didn't stop atognizing him until he began to move toward me with said knife. He then gave me the warning I can still remember, "I am about to stab you with this knife." At this point, I'm backing out the door because I see a little bit of crazy in his eyes like he might do it. I never learned though because as I'm running down the street with him chasing me, I yell, "I'll be back with the Ginsu collection. Be ready moron." His response, "That's fine. Come back and be ready to die." I'm sure the neighbors had questions, :). I love him now. He's one of my closest friends.
When I was fourteen years old I was home and was left in charge as the responsible party. We had a gas fireplace. It was a rather cold day, so I figured it was a good time to light a fire. I thought, "What do I need to do? Put the wood in. Turn on the gas. Light the fire." I begin innocently enough putting the wood in the fire, stacking it up nice. I then turned the gas on. Well, at this point I go to light the fire and can't find matches. I then begin to roam the house looking for matches. Finally after about 10 minutes I find them in a drawer. As I go to light the fire I begin to get excited. Warmth is on the way. What I was not expecting was the amount of warmth I received. I remember very vividly looking straight ahead as the giant ball of fire came blasting through me as I lit the fateful match into all that gas. It singed my hair, eyebrows, and the peach fuzz on my face. I immediately jumped up like, "Oh my God! I'm dead, there's no way I just lived through that." I go to the mirror and see this flushed red face, singed hair, burnt eyebrows and I'm like, "Wow, that was really cool." It didn't do any long term damage, and luckily my Aunt was right across the street and could fix me up with a haircut. Lesson learned, turn on gas and light at same time.
I would love to say that this part of my life is over, but I'm afraid it's still a burden to bear. I just got a new dryer and I needed to change the plug so it would fit my plug-in. I figure, "You know what, I should plug this cord in to make sure it works." I then go to stick said cord into the outlet only to be quickly reminded that it wasn't attached to any kind of machine. Apparently all the wires touching is not a good thing. As I pushed the dryer plug in, the energy shot down the wire and exploded out. Unfortunately my leg was right next to it. It burnt my leg and left a giant black mark on the wall. It also made a loud bang as it tripped every circuit breaker in my house. I could have played it off until someone came to my laundry room and she promptly asked, "Why is there a giant black mark on the wall?" It really sounds weird coming out of your mouth, "I plugged the dryer cord in before I attached it to the dryer."
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