You know that old thing about not sticking a fork in a toaster?
Well I will do my Public Service Announcement for the benfit of the really dumb and the hung over.
It applies to knives. And to metal spatulas and toaster-ovens too.
The only thing worse than sore knees from drinking too many Chocolatinis and being goaded by a bunch of teenagers into DDR dancing is talking on the cell-phone in the morning and not paying attention while you fish out your omellette.
Then it becomes the job of The Secondary Deities like “Sparky” to remind us of our mortality.
It’s a Revolution.