I wonder, if I tell everyone what happened at dinner last evening with the rhino, if people will still want to have a meal with him.
Hint: He didn't blind himself with his flashlight this time.
Hint #2: It involved handcuffs!
the handcuffs just excite the rhino. was it minuteman32, by any chance?
It was naive of me to believe that this story might not see the light of day online.
<sigh>
I heard a ratcheting sound. I asked minuteman32 what it was. It was his handcuffs. I asked if I could see them. He let me handle them. Within 60 seconds of having them in my hands, I had one of them locked around my left wrist. It was a handcuff negligent discharge.
The sad thing is, I didn't ask to make sure he had a key. I just felt the moving part fly around and catch, then learned I could not extricate my hand, and had that sinking, "Uh-oh . . ." feeling. It should come as no surprise to you all that I get that Uh-oh feeling frequently.
For those who are curious, it doesn't take much pressure for the moving part of the handcuff to spin around the wrist and engage the ratchet. In fact, it takes surprisingly little pressure for that to happen. Thus, I really was surprised when it happened.
Is anyone still curious why I am not allowed to use or even handle tools?
Fortunately for me, minuteman32 had a key. Even more fortunately for me, I didn't get both of them locked on the same wrist with the locks facing each other. With hinged cuffs, that can present an interesting challenge in releasing the fool who trapped himself. Don't ask me how I know this.
So what did you guys figure out on lunch? Seems like the date is still undecided?
This is noteworthy. That is unusual for the Rhino.there was a group of school girls that rhino mostly ignored.
Well, I wish that I had made the luncheon trip and had good intentions for attending but I sat surfing the web and then realized that it was 10 AM, horses to be fed and at least a one hour drive to be made. Needless to say I procrastinated and didn't commit in time to make it.