going home from work from on a friday is typically uneventful, but this past friday WAS eventful [or at least filled with one noteworthy event].

i got a phone call about a shoe in a tree, and not only a shoe but a drum stand as well.

im not normally the person who gets called in situations like this, i guess it was just luck.

a shoe got thrown into a palm tree [a long boring story describes the reason behind this, but leave it at 'for a good reason'], and in order to get the shoe out a skateboard was tossed about in order to dislodge the shoe - and then the skateboard got stuck

so now there is one shoe and one skateboard in the tree.

upon inspection of the trunk of the car for more things to throw into the tree, a snare drum stand was grabbed - big, heavy, and metal.

a few tosses of the stand and the board is out - unfortunately the stand is in

so now there is a stand and a shoe, and then i show up.

after an exhausting train ride, there is nothing id rather do than drink a couple cold beers and listen to someone else's misfortune - and so that's what i did.

i regaled in the story of 'when i was a kid i climbed this palm tree....and then i got free pizza cuz they thought i was homeless' [there is stuff in between those parts of the story...but those are really the most important things]

like one of those little native kids i was able to zip up that tree...but that was more than ten years ago - and i wanted a coconut.

now im old, and there are no coconuts...just shoes - and they aren't mine.

so after taking a closer look at the palm tree, and a few beers, i was absolute in the fact that i definitely could NOT climb this tree - it was too thick, too high, i was too tired, a little drunk, too old, weak - and totally primed on proving that it was impossible.

well, it was possible, so possible that i was able to climb all the way to the top by the leaves, where all the stuff was stuck, but absolutely not any further.

and then i had to get down.

so now i got to the top, saw the stuff, and couldn't get it out - and now i have to figure out how to get out of this tree.

i hadn't really considered many options, i mostly just had one instinct and it was NOT to just let go. so i compromised, and i 'sort of' let go...and i slipped right out of that tree

imagine a fireman sliding down a firepole...a large wooden pole...and the fireman is some drunk kid in jeans and a tshirt

i lost some skin off my forearms and legs, it wasn't so bad for the first hour or so, and then it hurt a lot, and now i've forgotten all about it.

so i didn't get the stuff out of the tree, but at least i was able to add 'can climb a palm tree' to the resume.