Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Melonitis

Stupid New Year's. All sorts of left over beer floating around, and still in the trunk of the car where it's frosty cold. Probably where the 8.5 pounds came from.

Yesterday, while I was sitting in my cubicular comfortzone, a friend of my cube neighbor came over to talk to him about being gone for a week. Seems that while he was helping to prepare a Christmas-type feast of some sort, he was put in charge of balling...the green melon. He thinks it was a honeydew. Anyway, he balled for four hours (way to go!). The next day, he could barely move his hand (is he sure he was balling?) and when he got out of bed, he discovered he'd thrown out his back from some sort of repetitive balling disorder. I give Mean Mr. Mustard a hard time about being old, but he's never complained of a melon-induced injury.

3 comments:

Kyle said...

That must have been one big green melon for your co-worker to have been working on it for four hours. Between the sprained wrist and the thrown out back, it sounds like he needs to build up some endurance before taking on the holidays in such an aggressive manner...

evilTallBrad said...

Sting says he can ball for seven hours straight. Imagine the size of that melon.

ptw said...

I refuse to imagine, much as I refuse to imagine Garth Brooks naked.