Two weeks ago I popped my eyeball. Or I popped something inside my eyeball, at least, and my entire eye turned red. It was gross, as you can see:
Slowly, slowly, my eyeball has been returning to its intended color. “Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their eyes!” With any luck, they will be shooting up a storm by this weekend. (But not really. Gun violence is tragic.)
Now, if something good has come of this whole charade it’s that my friend Anna took the world’s greatest photo of me and my red eyeball this past weekend, or at least my best photo from 2008. You who read this blog with regularity know that I’m not huge on posting photos, so clearly this must be quite a photo:
A-maaaazing. (And yes, that’s Olympic ping-pong in the background.)
All right, eyeball, get healed.