RUSTY EYE...

Literally, I've got a rusty eye. I was changing some faucets in one of Dad's old apartments yesterday evening, and a bunch of old cruddy rust fell in my left eye while I was taking the old ones off.

I hate it when that happens. By the time I got finished my eye was red and trying to swell up. I don't know why, I didn't do anything but rub it every 10 seconds for about half an hour.

Well, The Mrs. used some eye wash on it when I came back in, and it's some better today. But it ain't right yet. I knew I should have made The Mrs. go do that plumbing (she wears goggles when she's plumbing). But she was busy cleaning out the gutters and cooking dinner, so I gave her a break.

Dangit! I might have to watch my beloved LSU Tigers play that miserable, good for nothing, no talent, stiff-kneed bunch of pea pies from Alabama this afternoon with one eye closed.

I guess that's not so bad. Sadly, it might be better to watch it with both eyes closed...