Nicole – Well, I didn’t want to freak you out! The suit pants are toast. I think I can salvage the jacket via drycleaning. The blood came out of my dress shirt like a dream, though. I was shocked at that – cold water and soap, and just a bit of scrubbing. And poof! Clean! Awesome. I love that shirt even more now. Besides, it’s a lovely pale yellow color. Goes great with my blue hue ties.

Nicole’s last blog post..We Are One.

Here’s a good ‘made up battle story’ for you. My Dad has a scar on his belly that he used to tell us kids that he got in a sword fight. I believe him for a long time and thought he was so brave – turned out it was the scar from having his gallbladder removed!

Shane’s last blog post..Yabusame – Japanese Archery

I had a pretty nasty accident involving a hill and skateboard in high school, and as I flew through the air in what felt like minutes instead of seconds, my thought process went something like this:

“Dear God, not the face. The arms and legs I can deal with, but please not the face. Am I really flying into stone-riddled asphalt right now? There aren’t any soft things like bushes around, are there… OK, now I’m sliding on my shoulder and left arm. This is asphalt under me, and I’m wondering why I’m sliding on it for this long. Why won’t I stop sliding?!”

Then I stood up and the first regret was, “Aww man! This is my favorite shirt!! Well…was my favorite shirt.” I tried to get home with as few people as possible staring with horrified looks on their faces at my blood-red left side. I had to sleep on my right side for about two months after that, and I came out of it with two cool scars, one on my elbow and the other my shoulder. You can actually see the small grooves where pebbles had embedded themselves in my shoulder. As my mom always says, “Scars are cool – They give you character, and stories to tell.”

Alex’s last blog post..And here I thought ?irony? was a foreign concept in China.

And for cereal, I’m glad I’m ok too!