Rorschach Test Story

Images from the Rorschach Test

Pelvis

Pourous boulder

Insects feeding

Bloody crime scene

Angels kissing

Bat hovering in the sky

Rare cheeseburger

Jackson Pollock abstract art

The Killer Blob

Pacman

“I Wonder Why I Never Went Skiing” Rorschach Test Story

          Shattering my pelvis was a great way to spend my Saturday.  If I had only paid attention to  what exactly a “Black Diamond” is, then I would be able to go have a beer at Oliver’s on Sunday and watch the game with the boys.  As I was falling uncontrollably to my demise, I found a porous boulder in my path and for some strange reason I felt the need to get up close and personal with it.  I heard my bones crunch as if an insect were feeding on some scrumptious prey.  The cuts sustained from my crash bled out all over the snow and if I didn’t experience it myself I would think I was at a crime scene.  In my delusional state I stare up at the heavens and see what I think are angels kissing or is it a bat hovering in the sky.  Fortunately it was only my imagination and the ski patrol shows up to put me on a stretcher and rush me to the hospital. 
          Being such a severe injury I am taken into see a doctor immediately.  His name is Dr. Tuckerman and as he analyzes my x-rays I reluctantly ask to see them.  He begrudgingly shows them to me and I work hard to keep my lunchtime meal of a rare cheeseburger down.  All I can think of is that it looks like a piece of Jackson Pollock’s abstract expressionist art because it is completely smashed to smithereens.  Surgery is the only option.  I am required to stay for the night, so I make the best of a horrible situation and flip on the tube.  It’s sad when my best choices are Telemundo or the Killer Blob Returns to Toledo.  I think I’m just going to use the Pacman app on my Iphone to pass the time.  This surgery can’t come soon enough.  I think next weekend I’m going to stay in and read the new Stephen King novel.  At least I can put that down if I’m too scared.