I received a billiards injury yesterday

Leave it to me, the natural born klutz, to hurt myself playing pool. My in-laws have a table in their garage, and we were playing after we ate yesterday. I was shooting left handed, which made my usual coordination problems worse, and managed to slam my left hand into the side of the table. Direct impact seems to have taken place on the index finger, right by the knuckle. The finger is now swollen and several shades of purple, and it screams if I use it. Just another entry in the journal of stupid injuries I have acquired in my life.

The thing is, I have a history of hand injuries at family events. We went to another state for a family reunion. The second day we were there, I broke two bones in my right hand. I'd never had a broken bone in my life. I'm slightly freaked that something might be broken, but without insurance, I'll just have to deal with it. It does make typing a bitch.

Though that would make typing even more cumbersome.

I punched a wall in a bar one night about a bazillion years ago. The wall was covered with stuff that looked kinda cushy, but as I found out later it was just lush wallpaper... with brick behind it. I was too drunk to care that night, but the next morning my hand looked like a 5-pound ham. I'd given myself a "boxer's fracture" and it was too late to do anything about it, so I have a slightly deformed knuckle.

Much more recently, I got mad at work about something and kicked my chair — your standard-issue office chair with casters and a plastic back. Somehow, I managed to break my big toe. :shrug:

I'm making an effort not to use or move it, but every now and then, I reach for something with that hand, then I scream. It's not swollen too much, but I've been keeping the Advil up at regular intervals, as well as nature's pain killer, so the pain isn't too bad, unless I get stupid.

This reminds me of Woody on "Cheers" and the Tragic Bowling Accident. :wow:

I can walk and chew gum, but it seems that other complicated functions are beyond me.

if you were playing pool?

"Either you are closing your eyes to a situation you do not wish to acknowledge, or you are not aware of the calibre of disaster indicated by the presence of a pool table in your community. Wellll, you got trouble, my friend. Right here I say trouble right here in River City.
Why sure I'm billiard player. Certainly mighty proud to say, I'm always mighty proud to say it. I consider that the hours I spend with a cue in my hand are golden. Help me cultivate horse sense and a cool head and a keen eye. Didja ever take and try to give an ironclad leave to yourself from a three rail billiard shot?
But just as I say it takes judgement, brains and maturity to score in a boff line game, I say that any boob can take and shove a ball in a pocket and I call that sloth the first big step on the road to the depths of degradation. I say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon, and then, beer from a bottle, and the next thing you know your son is playing for money in a pinchback suit..."

Ask my purple finger!

that just means you voted.

Either for Nexium, the Vikings, or Kansas State U.

No, the knuckle is purple, not the entire finger. I voted, but I doubt anyone counted it.

...you know, that's up there with, "Hey, I broke my pinky toe while shaving"....;-)

It can be worse. A friend of mine once ran over her own foot with her car, breaking the foot. Ouch!

"And Oliver has run himself over! What a great twit!"

:rofl: