It could be worse..

I'm in shades today because my eyes hurt.

One of my attorneys showed up with serious contusions on his face and a potentially cracked cheekbone. A squirrel ran into the front tire of his bicycle and sent him headfirst over the handlebars. "The last thing I heard was a squeak."

I felt bad laughing at his pain.

But not too bad, because that's pretty darn funny.

PSA: How to disappear.

My mother used to work with battered women. More often than I'd like to think about, she had to give the "How to disappear" lesson. It's one of those things that's stuck in my head - unfortunately, it sticks because I've had to give the lesson to people in dangerous situations. The main phrase is "Stop, drop, and go."

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