"It profits me but little that a vigilant authority always protects the tranquillity of my pleasures and constantly averts all dangers from my path, without my care or concern, if this same authority is the absolute master of my liberty and my life."

--Alexis de Tocqueville, Democracy in America

Monday, June 27, 2011

Trampoline, or How I Became Uninsurable

Sorry for the lack of blogging.  I spent much of the weekend setting up a trampoline that my youngest girl wheedled me into buying.   Let me just say (a) stretching 90 springs is a surefire way to have really sore hands; (b) there may be a great writer out there who writes crystal clear, you-can't-screw-this-up written directions for putting together play equipment; however, I've never run into him or her.... everytime I put something together, I just factor in the "oh, fuck me" moment when I have to take it apart and start over again because Step M37  really would have been better if you'd done it before Step C13, not two hours later; and (c) it will be a miracle if my neighbor doesn't end up suing me when his third grader plummets off the thing onto his head. 

I don't know how I'll break the news to my insurance agent.  

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