I broke my pinky today.

I was eating my favorite dish earlier when I heard a very cute little crack. I thought it was just some accidental discharge of unnecessary but very little emission that was part of my personal contribution to the earth’s greenhouse gases,  so I just shrugged it off.

After a few minutes, one of my fingers felt like it was dipped in frozen yogurt imported from the North Pole.

Weird. And the picture didn’t give much justice. Continue Reading…