Name that wound, or, stupidity knows no bounds
With more then a half-century behind me, I’m rather comfortable in saying that I’ve seen a lot of stupid things in my life. Having been host to the greater number of them, I count myself both lucky and rather stupid at times. Take yesterday, as an example. Take a close look at the picture below. What kind of wound is it? No, it’s not a splinter. However, if you guessed a 23 ga pin-nail hole – you’ed be correct. The next logical question should be – how stupid could you be? Rather, my friend – rather stupid. My son and grandson just came out to the shop and started to talk to me. They asked what I was doing. I showed them my Senc...
