While hanging up drywall, I practically put our electric screwdriver through my left ring finger. Luckily there is a bone in there, so I just drilled a neat hole into the flesh of the pad. I figured a picture may not have been appropriate, though I was tempted. There is something comforting about the smell of Hydrogen Peroxide … memories of many childhood skinned knees.

I may be passing up on a lot of comedic opportunity, particularly around all the screwing I have been doing in the past week. Har har har. I did however tape up the finger and press on.