when i was 15, i got a black leather trench coat for christmas.

i know... it dates me to at least a decade.

That Christmas we went to a ski town, to stay at a resort. Now was my opportunity to look incredibly cool in my black leather trench coat. So i donned my black punkrock buckle boots, and my leather trench, and i went out walking.

in the snow.

As i was smoking, walking, and looking cool, i noticed a large group of girls at the bottom of a hill. As i looked at the girls, i was not paying attention to where i was walking. I slipped on ice, my feet went up, and i knocked myself out landing on the ice.

side detail...

my new leather trench coat turned out to be more a sled than anything else. so down the hill i went, slowly rotating like a beautiful uncocious starfish, until i came to rest at the bottom of the hill near all the girls. It was at this point i woke up, realized what had happened, and went home.

Moral of the story...

watch where you step.

stay humble, stack sats.