So I was out with Alex and Sam after getting a wisdom tooth yanked, it got late and I decided to go home. On the way my car broke down... The battery cables had become corroded and the electricity was no longer flowing properly. Easy fix if you have a can of pepsi or similarly acidic beverage available, but irony has its way. I had just finished a pepsi. Also, my flashlight had no batteries, and I was in a no service zone. Fortunately, the body has its own natural acidic liquid. Urine. Unfortunately, I was on a high dose of loratab, a lovely narcotic... Sometimes narcotics cause unnatural horniness. That makes it hard to pee. So I was stranded in the cold dark with no way to get help and a useless... well you know. I noticed something skulking in the darkness, so I grabbed an enormous fuck off stick... And then a coyote leaped from the shadows at me. It knocked me over and tried to bite me. I pushed it away and we had a little showdown, during which it made several more attacks and I fended it off with my stick. It lunged again and slammed into my chest and knocked me into my car. At this point I became so pissed off tossed the thing by its neck and chased it into the woods with my stick. It got away, and I realized I was lost.... I found my way back to the road and finally took care of the car problem, and I went home. The next day I filled my prescription for tylenol 3 with codeine, and didn't realize I was injured because I was still on pills. Yesterday I had a moment when my dose wore off... And I realized I have a broken rib... not cracked but broken. And I have several other injuries from the coyote incident.