Monday, October 6, 2008
The rapture of a fracture.
“Break a leg” my wife said. Only I wasn’t going to perform in a play, I was going up on the roof to clean the chimney. I have a metal roof and it is no fun in any weather. Usually my shoes offer pretty good traction and the little roofing screw heads improve my traction somewhat. But a light mist was in the air and the metal roof seemed to offer all the traction of a greased Teflon frying pan. No, I didn’t really test it, like Einstein, I performed a thought experiment. Mostly I thought I would...
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