7/17/02

Spud Broke

Last night (the 16th) I watched my roommate, Spud, walk up the stairs as he said goodnight. This happens almost every night. I get home tonight and he is sprawled out all over the love seat in an awful shape. His right foot is all bandaged up. His right wrist is in a cast, his chest has been patched together, he's mumbling on powerful pain killers- what the hell happened today!?!?! From what I gather, he was moving some stuff around a storage area at his work, J-Crew at the Mall of America, and the platform he was on broke to a 15 to 20 foot fall. Shut down 25% of the mall. Thank God he's alive.