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Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Your worst experience, what is it? I pondered this question and it's really not that easy. Better ask me, pick one of my worst experiences. Even then, I may recall most of them today, but tomorrow remember one that would have been begging to tell. But really - do you want to tell what your worst experience was (or is)? I guess that would depend on the nature of it and if it could be taken out of context.

Do I tell about the time I was nearly shot by a doped up drunken hippie or about the time I was almost blown away by a shotgun welded by a crazy old timer, or about the time when I was a kid the legendary "Old Lady Shotgun" threatened me and a friend, or about the time I was almost shot by a brick (a story behind that one, I guarantee)... yes - I've a history of nearly being shot.

Perhaps the worst date of my life or the woman who I was simply nice too who decided we had a deep relationship and smeared a girl of whom I did have an interest in, into the ground? Or maybe about ..., Oh man... too many to list, really and I'm not going to bore you with those lame details.

Speaking of lame - my foot is still swollen and hurts like.., like..., like... what ever it is that hurts really bad. If its not showing improvement by Thursday I go back to the doctor. I can get through most of the day but dread bed time or even taking a nap. When I get up and the foot hits the floor (you heard this before) my foot burns just as if I held it over a blazing fire. Talk about someone cry-babying - I do some major cry-babying, only without the tears - as bad as it gets, no tears. I guess its a man thang. **shrugs**

But really. Things could be far worse, so I am grateful that they aren't. No matter how bad things get, someone, somewhere always has it worse off and its all of too easy to lose sight of that. I thank God Almighty that I was fortunate enough to live in a country where we do have treatments and others don't. And I pray those poor souls who are not as fortunate, do get the help and blessings they deserve.

Okay I'm done yapping now. As you may have guessed, there wasn't anything to blog about so I thought I would just wing it and let things develop on their own, as it were. On a scale of one to ten, how'd I do?

Posted at 10:11 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool


	G~ January 11, 2006 10:01 PM PST A skunk got in my bedroom once. ....well? It DID!!! .... ...I SWEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can PROVE IT! ...sorta.... do a search on my blog for details.


	Judy January 11, 2006 02:27 PM PST I have had several bad experiences, but one really really rotten one involving four guys in a fraternity, a candle, a locked room and the police (the police were on my side, and let's just say none of those guys ended up going to law school like they intended).


	AbbyNormal January 11, 2006 01:43 PM PST Worst experiences? Well, in thinking about it, some of the worst experiences have eventually turned into positive things in the "growth" they induced, so in that respect, they aren't bad things. Right? Although I don't think I've had nearly the number of guns pointed in my direction as you have. And too bad about your footsy! As usual, I have no advice.


	plh January 11, 2006 08:29 AM PST awwwwwwwwwwwww please get better soon - my prayers are with you!!! you prayed for me & i got better, so you better do the same!!! and the worst thing i ever experienced i dont even remember - im certain it was when i was coming through the birthing canal & i screamed in my little voice: NO NO NOT AGAIN!!! ;)

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