Dang. They hurt. I haven't one of these damned things since I don't remember when, but it's been a couple o' years at the very least. You'd think that one would get smarter as one grows older... but, noooo.
Ouch. And owie. Lotsa owies.
In other news... we'll be driving up to Leavenworth at the end of this month for to visit with the SN1 fambly and catch the Wings-Blues game on 4 April in St. Louis. We were pretty well-oiled by the time SN1 went looking for tickets on the web and we dropped over 500 Yankee Dollars on two tickets for this game... on the glass. SN1 sez this will check off an item on his Final To-Do List, to wit: See a Wings game "on the glass." I've got that tee shirt, but I bought mine at The Joe. Another one won't hurt anything except my wallet. This otta be a great time, assuming we don't get the shit kicked out of us for wearing Wings jerseys in the enemy camp.
I can't wait.