UFO SIGHTING!

Well, this usually extremely agile guy took a spill yesterday, and the scene was quite funny.

Here’s the story:

My son Matt called and invited me to his house Wednesday night to have dinner.

All my grandkids were to be there.. Noey, little Matt, and my daughter Jen’s kids Rosie and Johnny.

It was an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, so I figured I’d mooch a meal and hang with the kids.

Lindsay (Matt’s wife) made a delicious Mexican meal and I brought over a great chocolate cake for everyone.

Nothing out of the ordinary ….. just an uneventful meal with people that I profoundly love.

About 8Pm, it was getting dark, I decided to catch the Red Sox game on TV, so I said my good byes and left.

As I was walking down Matt’s steps, I was checking my I-Phone for messages. I also had flip-flops on, just to set up the moment for you. Checking my cell, walking in the dark, wearing flip-flops.

You guessed it…I tripped over the flip-flops, went flying into the air down the stairs, and crashed into Matt’s garbage can that he had just put out.

The scene must have appeared comical: A big fat guy flying thru the air crashing into a garbage can , ending up on his face over a bag of dirty diapers, in the night.

You know what I was thinking about as I did my Superman imitation?

My cell phone.

In mid-air, I twisted and contorted to protect my cell phone, tossing it gently onto the grass the second before I crash-landed.

“Nice technique, Al” I said to myself. “For an old guy, you still move well” I thought.

Anyway, here I am ..on the road in front of my son’s house, spread-eagled there, covered with a bag of dirty diapers.

“Do a system check, Al” I thought to myself.

Legs: working, arms: working: No broken bones:

However, the knees and toes sustained projectile damage. Matt has gravel on the sidewalk, not concrete.

About a dozen pieces of gravel were imbedded in both knees, blood beginning to gush.

“Nice” I thought to myself. “ A free dinner plus a scenic tour through the air”

Getting up and pulling out the bits of gravel stuck here and there, I started my car and drove off.

“Al, the flip-flops” I thought. “Who wears flip-flops at night in the dark? You idiot”

Anyway, yesterday I limped around all day. Last night I bought myself a brand new pair of skid proof flip-flops.

Some people never learn, I guess.

The food was good though.

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