well, as i type with one hand, i am thinking of the mortality i face everyday. if tom wasnt there last night, i could have been waiting on my back in a parking lot. what happened was a curb (more median) was hiding in the shadows and i found it with my only source of transport. as most of you know its two wheels and a motor. as i flew (flipped) i heard a nothingness calling me. it was a peace i cannot describe. i came to looking at murphy telling me to not move. this all happened in the lot behind my house. we had a fun plan to hang out with a virtual world (xbox). it turned into 6 hrs of barnes jewish hospital. i broke a rib and tore up my shoulder. once again i am going on medical leave. if any of you can help out a brother in need, i will greatly appreciate it. the vespa is trashed as well as my morale. the pain is bearable but not friendly. it feels like i got the shit kicked out of me. at least my head is ok. well, the sleep wants me now. thanks for tuning in.