Why Didn’t I Listen To My Own Damn Self?

I got caught up in the moment, I guess.  I participated in the chili cook-off madness.  My favorite chili of the day turned out to be an all-natural organic vegan chili.  It had curry in it.  Very different and delicious.

Within an hour I was sick.  Things began happening to my body that reminded me of Dr. Banner turning into a big green monster.

I now know exactly what it’s like to be a cross between the Hindenburg and a skunk.


On the bright side, I won a door prize.  A Fellows™ “Bulldog” shredder.  Last night I hooked it up and terrorized every piece of paper that had ever caused me grief.  “Aha!  YOU!  YOU GAVE ME A PAPER CUT!  Mwahahahaha!  Into the shredder with you!  INTO ZEE SHREDDER!  Mwa-hahahahahahaha!”

Knock on the door.  Instant silence in my room.  “Dad, are you being an evil mad scientist again?” comes a little voice.


“Oh, okay.  Just making sure.”

My eyes roam around the room for another doomed piece of paper…


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