Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Saturday, July 23, 2016
FREE AT LAST!
Getting the left testicle caught, while sitting, in a slot of the handicapped shower seat is surely no fun! I can truly testify to that as of today 7-20-2016!
After turning and tussling this way and that, that way and this , calling on Jesus, and cussing too, I finally cupped my circumstances as best I could, and rocked back and forth, singing ,"I feel like going home, I feel like going home..." Then, just like that! My valued jewel slipped out of the slot in the shower seat's slat!
"Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, I am free at last!"
Naturally, I texted my wife later about this most painfully discommoding incident. She said I should place a towel over the handicapped seat when showering . I told her that thought had occurred to me, parenthetically! I was using that towel for a footfall, to step on, while exiting. Metaphors aplenty