Accident

Accident

After reading the 'Did You Know?' section, I came to the decision that, unless used as a synonym for the blustery season of autumn, the word 'fall' is here now declared stricken from myne vocabulary. From now on things shall not fall - they shall cascade.

I tripp'd upon errant trait hidden within the carpet depths and cascaded down the stairs.

Isn't that nicer than

I tripped and fell.

?

I knew you'd agree. Of course, I cannot think upon said statement without somehow conjuring up the image of 30 feet of taffeta being somehow involved. The most joyful part of course, is not only is it a more colorful image, but said cascader of said steps donning said taffeta would undoubtedly land with neither bruise nor scrape. Just like a baby duck. Except with more rolling. And taffeta. And undoubtedly the wearing of beads for clutching. And instead of your mom waiting at the bottom to lead you to the lake, it would be your savior waiting to swoop you up and comfort you. Oops, wrong savior.