Sprained my ankle in a major way yesterday. Fell five feet into a window well while handing a big piece of plywood to a guy on a ladder. The funny thing--well, it's not funny yet, but it will be someday--is that for the past three weeks I've been building walls and roofs and have regularly performed such stupid acts as walking across unstable 15-foot-high exterior walls, or hanging from roof trusses by a knee to nail a two-by-four to something.

I sprain my ankle by falling from the ground to somewhere below it.

But hey, I'm not all that down on it. It's a cool story to tell when I see someone else with a sprained ankle. Everyone loves those stories.