Smart kid. Still a kid.
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resonantThe Tech Goddess and the Good Bad Boy have two sons. The younger one is in his early twenties; he's living with them while he's in college. I like him. He's funny.
(The first time I met him, he was six years old and selling popcorn for the Cub Scouts. The Tech Goddess said she'd collect the money. I asked him, "Can she be trusted with money?" He said, "Not my money.")
Last week, when the Tech Goddess and I went out to lunch, she was very freaked out about this kid. He had had a headache for several weeks. Also some unexplained numbness in his shoulder and arm. He went in for testing today, and I asked her to call me when she had the results.
So tonight she calls me, laughing so hard she can hardly speak. "First of all," she says, "it's not a tumor."
"Cool," I say. "Of all of our families, he's the only one who can say for sure that he doesn't have a brain tumor. Next time I need someone whose brain has been proven functional, I'll call him."
Still laughing, she said, "Not so fast."
"He has whiplash," she tells me.
"What, did he have a car accident? A bike accident? And why didn't he tell you?"
"Um. See, he read on the internet that it was impossible to eat a teaspoon of cinnamon --"
"Oh, no," I said.
"Oh, yes. So he tried it. I guess mostly what happens is that you throw it up, but in his case it went out his nose. He sneezed himself into a case of whiplash."
(The first time I met him, he was six years old and selling popcorn for the Cub Scouts. The Tech Goddess said she'd collect the money. I asked him, "Can she be trusted with money?" He said, "Not my money.")
Last week, when the Tech Goddess and I went out to lunch, she was very freaked out about this kid. He had had a headache for several weeks. Also some unexplained numbness in his shoulder and arm. He went in for testing today, and I asked her to call me when she had the results.
So tonight she calls me, laughing so hard she can hardly speak. "First of all," she says, "it's not a tumor."
"Cool," I say. "Of all of our families, he's the only one who can say for sure that he doesn't have a brain tumor. Next time I need someone whose brain has been proven functional, I'll call him."
Still laughing, she said, "Not so fast."
"He has whiplash," she tells me.
"What, did he have a car accident? A bike accident? And why didn't he tell you?"
"Um. See, he read on the internet that it was impossible to eat a teaspoon of cinnamon --"
"Oh, no," I said.
"Oh, yes. So he tried it. I guess mostly what happens is that you throw it up, but in his case it went out his nose. He sneezed himself into a case of whiplash."
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Date: 5/21/08 01:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:30 am (UTC)That is a hilarious story. Poor kid, but hee!
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Date: 5/21/08 01:33 am (UTC)Me, too!
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Date: 5/21/08 01:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:36 am (UTC)I shouldn't laugh, but I kind of can't help it.
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Date: 5/21/08 01:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:41 am (UTC)But I do think this calls for a Gryffindor icon. :-)
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Date: 5/21/08 01:42 am (UTC)*vbg*
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Date: 5/21/08 01:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:50 am (UTC)Oh thank God, I'm not the only one. I, too, shall refrain, but yeah.
This is one of the more bizarre stories I've heard... this year. At least.
(I once laughed at the wrong moment and snerked some Three Musketeers bar up my nose. Man, that hurt. But everything smelled like chocolate for a couple of days.)
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Date: 5/21/08 01:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 01:58 am (UTC)Not the cinnamon, but the whiplash from sneezing. Torn traps. Cervical collar for a week. Misery. Big painkillers. And so on.
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Date: 5/21/08 02:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 02:17 am (UTC)I mean, terribly funny.
also, yuck! I can't imagine trying to swallow a teaspoon of dusty cinnamon!
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Date: 5/21/08 02:18 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 02:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 02:46 am (UTC)...also, add me to the group of people who want to try eating a teaspoon of cinnamon now. Oh dear.
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Date: 5/21/08 02:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 02:51 am (UTC)The best part was, he did it right in front of the reporters, so they couldn't even speculate what he was actually doing that threw his back out.
Then there was the guy who hurt himself carrying a side of venison up a staircase... yeah, the reporters didn't believe that one either. Baseball is full of awesomely WTF injuries like that.
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Date: 5/21/08 02:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 5/21/08 02:55 am (UTC)wat a moment
Date: 5/21/08 03:40 am (UTC)