Friday, February 12, 2010


Oh dear. Yet another giant among us has passed. Walter Morrison, who invented the Frisbee, has kicked it. Frisbees are much beloved as sports alternatives by those of us so very be-sissified that we are completely incapable of throwing a ball.

Mrpeenee has a personal interest in the fine Frisbee; I am the only person in universe who has ever been injured by one. I was smacked in the nose by a special Glow-in-the-dark one and the tip of my nose broke off. I’m not making this up, I don’t have to. To this day, I have a little gobbet of cartilage floating under the skin right at the very end of my schnoz, ruining its delicate line and giving me a decided hook to the starboard.

I wonder if it’s too late to sue?


  1. Oh sweetie I hear you about playing sports.

    Though, on second thought the idea of balls flying towards your face isn't that far fetched.

  2. Funnily enough, I've just read that glow in the dark frisbees are being used as nose cartilage replacements now.
    RIP (to the tip of your nose)

  3. Did you save the tip of your nose?

    Is it encased in a glass shrine atop a satin pillow?

    Inquiring minds want to know!

  4. **Sawing at the end of my large nose with a frisbee**

    PEENEE!!!! It's not working!

  5. there are some of us too delicate for even a frisbee. I always winged it to the left. As a proud american - it is never too late to sue. have at 'em. I am considering suing Zwieback for making me colicy as a baby.


In Which We're Calling It In

In the middle of an unnecessarily annoying and complicated day last week, my phone decided to commit suicide. I was Ubering along playing Ya...