Down

Tonight in Minnesota it snowed and then because that doesn’t make driving challenging enough it also decided to rain on top of that and then get cold enough to freeze. As my dad always likes to say, it was slickery.

Much to my own sense of pride, I decided to drive to class in the weather. This doesn’t seem like much. I’m a hearty Minnesotan after all. But two years ago I lost control of Ruby during inclement weather and after taking a brief spin into oncoming traffic we landed on the side of the hill.

Thankfully our damages were only cosmetic, and, well, psychological. I spaz when I have to drive in the snow.

But I did drive and I made it to The Loft just fine. Class was wonderful, and then it was time to go Grumpy’s.

I took one step outside the door of The Loft, and the next thing I know I’m laying face down on the Washington Ave. sidewalk. I gotta hand it to my walking companions Ken and Vodo, they were really concerned. I, of course, would have been trying to get my “are you all rights” out around a gaggle of giggles. People falling is funny. And I am sure tall people falling is probably the funniest of all because it’s a long way down.

The sidewalk which I had mistaken as wet was, in fact, covered in ice.

So there I was belly down in the middle of the sidewalk, a giant starfish, my legs and arms spread out. I wanted to die. Ken and Vodo kept asking me if I was okay, if I had bumped my head and various other questions of concern I couldn’t hear. I was too busy resting my cheek on the ice and praying the earth would open up and swallow me whole.

Since Vodo and Ken refused to get me a blanket, a beer, and some tator tots so I could die of shame happily. I got up on shaky feet, my right arm already aching because it took the brunt of my weight and prevented my face from smashing into the ground, and gimped it on over to Grumpys. Where I, surprisingly, did not die of shame and I got to meet The Deets. Which is a whole post unto itself.

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6 Comments

  1. Peabo 29.Feb.08 at 7:56 am

    Oh my God, friend, I’m (a) sorry I missed it, (b) totally gald you’re okay, and (c)…
    I’ll have to email you the third reason.

    I always laugh about falling after the fact–like, I’m totally laughing now imagining it, but I cannot laugh when I’m in the presence of the actual event. Falling is scary shit.

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  2. FFJ 29.Feb.08 at 10:54 am

    i’m glad you’re ok, but i’m with Pea….i was laughing my ass off reading your post. lest you forget i went ass over teakettle, sober, inside at Grumpy’s and i’m pretty sure you and Vodo still cackle about that. =)

    glad you braved the weather….dr. drew would be proud.

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  3. Hipster Wana-be Mom 29.Feb.08 at 12:55 pm

    You walk into Grumpy’s gracefully and composed, even though you fell on the way. However, you fell like Superman, and falling like Superman isn’t so bad. Your friend, on the other hand, fell leaving Grumpy’s, which is a far worse way to fall, especially since she was only feet from the bar door.

    (I’m glad you were okay and made it to class. We needed you to take on the second person last night…)

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  4. UH 29.Feb.08 at 7:23 pm

    I fell on some ice when I was leaving work a few weeks ago. Luckily, nobody else was around to see it.

    It’s kind of odd – I don’t remember the ground being quite that far down or quite that hard.

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  5. Don 01.Mar.08 at 9:36 am

    Whoa – that happened to me two years ago. Fell on my shoulder, just lay there stunned for a moment. If your arm hurts for more than a day, see a doc, get some physical therapy. I waited weeks to do this, foolishly, and the therapy got me right back to normal. These people actually know stuff. 🙂

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