Yesterday I took a spill from my bike while going through Golden Gate Park and managed to scrape up both sides of my left elbow, which is itself still all swole up. Both of the scrapes are scabbing up nicely, and on one of them the scab is black: I assume this means that I will soon become some sort of asphalt-based superhero, with such powers as:
- Seasonal expansion and contraction.
- The ability to absorb and radiate heat extremely well (related to above).
- The proportional speed and strength of pavement.
- The ability to rapidly heal from wounds by immersing myself in the La Brea Tarpits.
And so on and so forth. I also chopped a bit of my left middle finger off, but prospects for carrot- or knife-based powers seem, so far, grim.
Then the bastards won't be able to walk all over you any more.
Posted by: Paul Gowder | September 11, 2008 at 06:49 PM
Not barefoot in the summer, anyway.
Posted by: ben wolfson | September 11, 2008 at 06:51 PM
The world probably doesn't need another superhero with carrot powers anyway.
Posted by: belle lettre | September 13, 2008 at 05:42 PM
WHERE DID YOU FIND THAT WONDERFUL THING????????
Posted by: Paul Gowder | September 13, 2008 at 05:50 PM
I occasionally hang out at comic book shops, where the meek and powerless lurk.
I had an issue, but I gave it to SEK.
Posted by: belle lettre | September 15, 2008 at 02:19 PM
cool! And welcome to the chopped finger club. I chopped my left index finger when I was in Anson's car in the parking lot of Guitar Center one time (can't remember if you were there but I don't think you were).
Posted by: Irene | September 19, 2008 at 11:31 AM
Oh, I've been a member of that club since a long time.
And I'm not even going to ask what you were doing with a knife in Anson's car in the Guitar Center parking lot.
Posted by: ben wolfson | September 19, 2008 at 01:52 PM