“There’s a staircase coming up,” a man says from a few feet ahead of me. “I know, thanks,” I replied, assuming he was talking to me. Why did I make this assumption, you ask. Because, having a cane means that, when people aren’t grabbing my […]
Category: Cane antics
The Great Cane Incident of 2016
This was originally posted on April 10, 2016 at 11:49 on blogspot. *** Warning: the following post may contain semi-strange formatting. And the slightly disjointed nature of the author’s thoughts may be jarring to some readers. Proceed with caution. Copied from my Facebook on Friday, […]
I Miss Making Rolie Polie Olies
This was originally posted on March 4, 2016, at 4:40 PM on Blogger. *** All right, first, there will likely not be a post tomorrow because 1. I have no idea what I’m going to write about, and 2. I’ll actually be behaving like a […]
The Irony With The Eyenurse
But then, in perfect unison with Shanice’s gasped:
“Oh my God.” (through a mouthful of sandwich). I hear it.
It sounded like a cross between a thud and a stinging slap. And I’m stunned …