It really was a spectacular fall.

I’d just gone into my favorite coffee shop, talked with the (cute) barista, and was heading out, when I took a bad step on a patch of ice.

I really did hear the Scooby-Doo “scrobble feet’ sound effect as I momentarily fought to stay up, and then pitched up in the air and backwards. Somehow, I managed to keep my coffee upright and didn’t spill a drop.

I got up, turned towards the large windows that open the coffeeshop to the world, and bowed.