Hello Kitty

Joan and I went to a surprise 50th birthday party for my boss tonight, up in Blount County.

I parked the van with the driver's side on the uphill slope of the community center's steep parking lot. I opened the door and turned to get something out of the van and when I turned back around the corner of the door hit me right on the forehead.

So I entered the room of mostly strangers with a big, bloody flap of skin flopping in the breeze. I discreetly approached the hostess, my boss's very resourceful wife, for first aid.

In a public facility with scads of party-goers, the only band-aid we were able to secure was a pink Hello Kitty.

Sometimes I can be a real loser.