I walked into a door this morning, and now I have a big red blemish on my face. All day people at work have been asking me what happened. And I don’t want to say “I walked into a door,” because that totally sounds like something you’d say if your spouse hit you and you didn’t want to admit it. So, instead, I’ve been saying “my spouse hit me”. It’s not technically true, but at least people don’t think I’m hiding anything.
October 30th, 2002
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