The Grand Old Duke Of York

[torquill]

The law of gravity seems determined to assert itself today. I'm getting tired of bending over to pick things up off the floor, especially since gravity asserted itself upon me yesterday, with the assistance of some wet leaves on the porch, and I managed to strain my left quadriceps resisting it.

I hate it when the rule of the day seems to be "Why sit quietly when you can tip and dump stuff all over?"