Wounded

So. I was walking down the street, minding my own business when these two dudes...

 OK, no. That's not really what happened.
       Suddenly at about ten o'clock night before last, I remembered that I had left the water on outside.

 I slipped into my sandals, not putting the back straps on, but standing on them instead.

                  Ran out to find the hose.

 My shoe slid forward and I tripped on one of the lava rocks that line my walkway.

 And trashed my bod.  Fortunately I have strong bones.  Below you can see the place where this drama occurred.

 I told Richie that I thought we should go out to breakfast tomorrow.  I have a little plan.

I'll catch the eye of a person near by and mouth the words, "Help me."
                            Mwahahahahahahahah!

                               I crack myself up.