For want of a hammer.

Crikey. I was in the office today playing around with Rachael trying to make a blip, and ended up gashing my head open on an unseen nail. (What's funny to me is that in an old blip by blowfish, where I am drawing on the wall, you can see the nail there....waiting.....) Rachael launched into doctor mode and had me patched up in no time. This happened almost literally at the moment of my wondering aloud if I was too accident prone. And then the irony police showed up and we all had a laugh.