my friend fell down some stairs

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he was hurt quite badly

― RJG (RJG), Sunday, 10 October 2004 01:56 (twenty-one years ago)

Is this a joke?
If not, well, that sucks. For you and your friend, I mean.

― Nowell, Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:24 (twenty-one years ago)

: (

― Cathy (Cathy), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:24 (twenty-one years ago)

there was blood and hair, on the wall.

I think he will be okay but it was quite scary.

― RJG (RJG), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:26 (twenty-one years ago)

I hate sudden serious accidents so much. They make me feel very fragile.

― Cathy (Cathy), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:27 (twenty-one years ago)

fragile really is the word.

― RJG (RJG), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:28 (twenty-one years ago)

I ran headfirst into a street sign once and required 23 stitches in my forehead, and the cut was deep enough to see skull.

― Gear! (Gear!), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:28 (twenty-one years ago)

to be fair I was playing a game of kick the can.

― Gear! (Gear!), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:29 (twenty-one years ago)

actually that somehow makes me look even dumber.

― Gear! (Gear!), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:29 (twenty-one years ago)

nevermind. I'm going to go lie down.

― Gear! (Gear!), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:30 (twenty-one years ago)

RJG's posts remind me of a macabre ILE version of Marilyn from Northern Exposure.
Uh. huh. Blood and hair. On the wall.

But seriously the best to your friend.

― Orbit (Orbit), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:30 (twenty-one years ago)

We all look dumb, a bit, when an injury happens. It keeps us (all) together.

― jim wentworth (wench), Sunday, 10 October 2004 02:33 (twenty-one years ago)

last night, i got caught in a mobile charger cable and slipped into my bed, which has a sharp wooden edge. took a fair bit of skin off and there was blood and my shin was in agony. ouchy.

worst time recently was accidently walking into a metal 'golf sale' sign attached to a pedestrian crossing, which dig hard into my scalp. however, it wasn't until i'd paid some cheques into the bank and done my grocery shopping in safeway that i realised blood was trickling down my forehead to my eyebrows.

when i was seven, my friend gary and i were playing 'commandoes', where we ran about his house spying on/hiding from his mum and dad. his mum walked out into the kitchen at one point, so i ran through what i thought was an open doorway to the garden. turns out it was a plate glass patio door, which was closed, which i shattered and ran straight through. miraculously, without a scratch on me.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 08:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Would running into a wall, deliberately, be a good way to kill yourself?

― Ally C (Ally C), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:37 (twenty-one years ago)

shut up, yes.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:38 (twenty-one years ago)

Stevie is a stuntman, clearly.

― ___ (___), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:41 (twenty-one years ago)

no, Stevie is a clumsy, accident-prone moron.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:43 (twenty-one years ago)

my brother, who was 2, somehow shattered a glass shelf at their house, playing with gary's 1 year old brother adam. that was scary. i can't believe they let us come round, so destructive were we.

gary was ace. his mum was from grenada, his dad from india, they were very politicised. she smoked what i thought then were cigars, and i know guess they must've been spliffs. he had an awesome pond that we played with our star wars toys in for *hours*. his dad's now the editor of the Asian Times in the UK.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:45 (twenty-one years ago)

i don't think running into a wall would be a very effective way of killing yourself. (it depends on the wall though)

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:47 (twenty-one years ago)

me and a friend once had a stone fight. I took up a position behind a large tree trunk, occasionally peeking out and throwing stones. After about 20 seconds of hiding i though "whats going on?" and peeked out, only for a large stone to hit me in the nose. It was broken and blood everywhere.

― Hari Ashurst (Toaster), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:48 (twenty-one years ago)

we know the perfect wall, ken.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:49 (twenty-one years ago)

where was this wall?

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:50 (twenty-one years ago)

when i was 10, a bunch of friends were fencing dangerously with those canes you use for propping up tall plants. i refrained, thinking it a dangerous endeavour, but while attempting to break up their affray my friend David lunged at my mouth and popped one of my first adult teeth out and down my throat. i spent the next six months at the dentists, twice a week, getting that fixed.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:51 (twenty-one years ago)

outside a yates's wine lodge.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:51 (twenty-one years ago)

there was a yate's wine lodge in nottingham and outside it there were constant opportunities for death especially just after closing time.

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:53 (twenty-one years ago)

oh, and i went into a coma with febrile convulsions aged two, while Frank Bough and a BBC film-crew were shooting a charity advert for the Multiple Sclerosis Society with my Dad as the wheelchair-bound poster-boy. this unfortunately precluded the planned opening shot, of me playing football with Frank (who, pre-coke and hookers infamy, was best known then as the man who read out the sporting results on a saturday) before Boughie earnestly addressed the camera to say "Stevie can't play football with his Dad".

i have led an interesting life.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:53 (twenty-one years ago)

When I was nine I ran full-tilt into a door-frame head one, and scythed open my head on the metal latch. I had to have six stitches and you could see my skull, apparently. My brother (nine years older than me), who was chasing me at the time and is terrified of blood, was more freaked out by it than I was.

― Sick Mouthy (Nick Southall), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:55 (twenty-one years ago)

None of these methods are guaranteed to cause injury or death. It's a combination of total chance (which part of your body hits the bottom first) and instinctual survival instinct.

As I said on another thread recently, I fell down a very scary and steep flight of stairs in Norwich while on tour a few years ago. I was quite drunk, so I just went limp, and survived with really only minor bruising.

It rather amazed me because I went back to look through my diary after bringing it up on the other thread, and I'm just so matter of fact about it. "Note to self: Must stop drinking. Fell down flight of stairs." or something like that. I mean, sure, if I hadn't been drinking, I might not have slipped. But had I not been drinking, I probably would have done myself some serious damage. (Our keyboardist fell down a much shorter flight of stairs on an earlier tour, and we had to cancel the gig because she spent the night in the emergency room and spent the rest of the tour sporting what we called "headwound chic".)

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so flippant on such a serious thread. But I'm just kind of intrigued by the randomness of it all.

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:56 (twenty-one years ago)

x-x-x-x-post

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 11:56 (twenty-one years ago)

at the house i grew up in, we had a really steep flight of stairs covered in a slippery, wool, carpet. there was a window at the bottom of the staircase. all of my family has fallen down the stairs (several times, in my case), and several of my friends did as well. we'd tell them they were officially part of the family, then. no incidents requiring visits to the er, as far as i can remember.

i'm just surprised nobody ever flew through the window. we should have put a trampoline at the bottom, to facilitate that.

in high school, some of my friends used to sled down the same stairs. crazy skaters.

― colette (a2lette), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:09 (twenty-one years ago)

sledding down the stairs is so much fun though.

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:14 (twenty-one years ago)

my friend had to have eight stitches.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:16 (twenty-one years ago)

i'm sorry to hear that.

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:19 (twenty-one years ago)

he's okay, though.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:20 (twenty-one years ago)

I tried to call my friend, the next day, forgetting that his cousin had put my friend's mobile phone in the microwave oven, and I tried to call his cousin, forgetting that my friend had put his cousin's mobile phone in the toilet.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:22 (twenty-one years ago)

are you sure your friend is ok?

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:23 (twenty-one years ago)

yes, he's okay.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:24 (twenty-one years ago)

he just doesn't like dry mobile phones?

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:25 (twenty-one years ago)

I can't remember. are you okay?

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:27 (twenty-one years ago)

i can't remember. my phone's ok though.

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:28 (twenty-one years ago)

are you familiar, with the concept of revenge?

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:29 (twenty-one years ago)

I dropped an atlas (Times Comprehensive Edition) on my foot about an hour ago. The spine hit it. It's still really throbbing. What will happen?

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:30 (twenty-one years ago)

Oh no, the pain! (But while you're throbbing, can you please look up Mt. Kenya for me? Thanks.)

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:32 (twenty-one years ago)

N: I think you will get blood on your telephone.

'we know the perfect wall' was superb.

― the bellefox, Monday, 11 October 2004 12:34 (twenty-one years ago)

you should put your atlas in the toilet

xpost yes

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:37 (twenty-one years ago)

What about Mt Kenya? I'm not going anywhere near it, anyway. I hate atlases now.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:37 (twenty-one years ago)

No ILX social event is complete these days without a comical Matt DC fall of some sort. I managed to fall UP some steps at the AnnieFAP last week. Everyone laughed at me but I retain the steps were dangerous and was vindicated when an hour or so later another person fell in the same place... carrying a round of drinks this time.

― Matt DC (Matt DC), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:38 (twenty-one years ago)

oh, and i twisted my ankle really badly falling off a bus on friday night.

i'm going to try and stay safe indoors this week.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:38 (twenty-one years ago)

there are stairs indoors too

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:39 (twenty-one years ago)

I was watching this movie called "The Ascent" last week (don't ask, I thought that maybe my friend's band was named after it) and it was all about this prisoners or war climbing Mt. Kenya. And I swear they kept showing Mt. Kilimanjaro in the background shots, so I was trying to remember if it was just typical cinematic wrongness or if the two mountains are close together.

But if you've managed to shift the atlas off your toe already, never mind, I can just google it or something...

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:42 (twenty-one years ago)

there are stairs indoors too

don't think for a minute that this hasn't been a problem in the past.

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:45 (twenty-one years ago)

...and I'm thinking you could do yourself some serious damage if you fell down Mt. Kenya, as well!

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:46 (twenty-one years ago)

Mt. Kilimanjaro is at least 150 miles due South of Mt. Kenya.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:50 (twenty-one years ago)

Yes, I thought that they were in completely different countries. (Kilimanjaro is in Tanzania, and Kenya is in, well, Kenya, right?)

But then I realised that the error was probably mine, as I had confused this peak:

http://www.kilimanjaro.com/safaris/savage/mtkenya.jpg

with this one:

http://www.peakware.com/encyclopedia/peaks/photos/images/mawenzi.jpg

Still, either one would hurt to fall down.

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:54 (twenty-one years ago)

my bloody telephone has been cleaned.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:56 (twenty-one years ago)

alba, did you throttle cathy, at the winchester? she, now, says you did, quite badly.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:58 (twenty-one years ago)

???

It gets worse. Are you sure it was badly? I mean, I know I shouldn't have been throttling her at all.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 12:59 (twenty-one years ago)

I did not notice any neck bruising, yesterday.

Oh dear, let me not be a monster.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:01 (twenty-one years ago)

she says you did and, although it hurt, it didn't hurt as much as your complete lack of remorse.

I'm sorry I missed it.

oh, now, she says ally joined in, as well, or maybe he was trying to stop you. I don't think it matters, at this stage.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:02 (twenty-one years ago)

This is just awful.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:04 (twenty-one years ago)

she's laughing, now, don't worry.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:07 (twenty-one years ago)

Are you sure? I would like it if Cathy appeared to say this for herself.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:56 (twenty-one years ago)

I think the problem is, Cathy makes a very funny victim. I'm not blaming her, but that is why I attacked.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:57 (twenty-one years ago)

I always knew there was a reason I was suspicious of you, N!

― Danger Whore (kate), Monday, 11 October 2004 13:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Fear and loathing in Glasgow.

I have fallen down some stairs when I was twelve, and split my scalp open a touch. Oh the happy blood. It did however inadvertantly get me out of a miserable day hike in the Adirondacks, which I normally would have enjoyed except that day it apparently rained like a mofo.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Monday, 11 October 2004 14:06 (twenty-one years ago)

I've just had an incredibly disturbing mental image of a rain cloud having sex with my mother.

― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Monday, 11 October 2004 14:20 (twenty-one years ago)

it wasn't a rain cloud it was me.

― ken c (ken c), Monday, 11 October 2004 14:32 (twenty-one years ago)

RJG, you and N. made me laugh, with your posts, above, about the recent incident.

― the bluefox, Monday, 11 October 2004 15:38 (twenty-one years ago)

I was told it, as true, too!! other accounts, of alba's behaviour, that evening, do little more than make me believe it, entirely. I either hope or do not hope, that it was a one-off.

― RJG (RJG), Monday, 11 October 2004 15:40 (twenty-one years ago)

It was a one-off. Though she accused me of poking her breasts in the pub yesterday, which I was almost sure I had not done. So I can't say for sure where it will end, but I hope it will be here.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 15:59 (twenty-one years ago)

Or there, rather.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 16:04 (twenty-one years ago)

Here?

I feel kind of sad, now. RJG, I hope that you are happy, now.

― the bellefox, Monday, 11 October 2004 16:19 (twenty-one years ago)

With his eyes upon the secret places...

― Ally C (Ally C), Monday, 11 October 2004 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)

Just to clear up some issues:

Alba did throttle me and moderately hard, but I did also find it quite entertaining.

He didn't actually poke my breasts but poked very near them, which is the same as poking them.

I am unsettled to think that I make a funny victim, though it would explain why people love to torture me so. Alba makes an amusing aggressor.

I'm sure RJG is happy, he's gone to sound out a spot for potential architecting.

― Cathy (Cathy), Monday, 11 October 2004 17:33 (twenty-one years ago)

I am staying away from breasts, in the short term at least. It's too dangerous.

― Ally C (Ally C), Monday, 11 October 2004 17:35 (twenty-one years ago)

Yes.

I don't think poking near something is the same as poking something. But sorry, all the same. I was out of line.

I'm glad you find me an amusing aggressor, but this perhaps demonstrates your funny victimhood. It is a vicious circle, a very vicious one indeed.

FIN.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 20:31 (twenty-one years ago)

wait, poking breasts is bad now?

― stevie (stevie), Monday, 11 October 2004 20:32 (twenty-one years ago)

Well, it depends.

― Alba (Alba), Monday, 11 October 2004 20:33 (twenty-one years ago)

Heeheehee. I forgive you, Alba the Amusing Aggressor.

― Cathy (Cathy), Monday, 11 October 2004 20:36 (twenty-one years ago)

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