Jessi, Eileen, and Maggie had people over for dinner at their place. I managed to drive out of my neighborhood and to the Metro station. While walking through Mt. Pleasant, I came to a patch of road with dirty, crumbled ice on the surface. Not a big deal.
But as I walked onto the street, it immediately became clear that what I was stepping on was not the surface of the road, but rather the surface of a one foot deep puddlle of murky, ice cold water. As my momentum carried me further, I irrationaly hopped forward, hoping that if I moved quickly enough, I could somehow walk on water.
This only made the onlookers laugh harder.
Posted by cradle at February 18, 2003 11:47 PM
A very similar thing happened to me this morning. The onlookers didn't laugh, but they did have a bemused look on their faces.
Posted by: Dan at February 21, 2003 2:57 PMYou said "bemused."
Call Dad, he's freaked out. I told him
you're probably in the CIA.
What is this blog, the Eisner Family message board?
Just teasin'.
Oh, and David, I'm not really pregnant. It was all a ruse to get Andrew to marry me, and for me to get fat.
Posted by: Maureen at February 25, 2003 5:26 PM(Maureen, we all know this. Don't embarrass
yourself.)