If My Left Hand Was A Wet Piece of Steak And My Right Hand Was A Tuba
April 10th, 2006
You totally take your hands for granted, don’t you?
I mean, how often do you wake up and look in the mirror and say to yourself, “Self, you are one lucky sonofabitch with your two hands and your ten fingers and your two legs and your ten toes and your so-on and your so-on and your so-on!” Well, you probably don’t say “so-on” as many times as I imagined you do… Then again, you probably don’t even thank your lucky stars that you have two perfectly good hands.
It’s something I would think about pretty regularly if my left hand was a wet piece of steak and my right hand was a tuba.
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