A followup on the consequences of punching a wall...

Originally posted at my old blog, archived for posterity...

Oh, yeah. You knew it.


My right hand is broken. It's a boxer's fracture: A bone in the knuckle of the pinky, and a fracture in the meticarpule itself.

At least I don't have a full cast on...just a half-splint that I can remove to shower.

Doesn't hurt, but it's a life lesson...for both me and my kid.

Oh, well...