I'll for sure think twice about riding something called Hades again.

This is just dumb.

Stupid.

Or like my friend Jordan said, maybe God just wants me to rest for a minute.

Maybe.

But I still say it's dumb.

See, while at Mt. Olympus Amusement Park yesterday I innocently got onto a roller coaster (Hades, to be specific, which probably should have been my first clue) and sat right next to a friend. At one of the more energetic twists, all of my friend's body weight slammed right into my ribcage and effectively crunched me between himself and the car.

And cracked a rib.

Another unfortunate part was that I was having a really fun time on the coaster right before that moment. Like, we had just taken a huge dip and I was feeling my heart kind of leave my body, you know? It was thrilling. But then I felt like my ribs were leaving my body and couldn't breathe and was just immersed in pain and was still being freaking jostled by that stupid roller coaster!!!

When all I wanted to do was breathe.

And when I finally could breathe again, I still didn't feel so good.

Everything was hurting. Well, maybe not everything, but breathing. And walking. And laying down. And getting up. And opening a door. And coughing.

But I guess thinking was pain free, which was nice.

Anyway, once I got to Milwaukee today I saw a doctor and he said I fractured my rib. The good news, he said, was that I couldn't really make it any worse at this point.

Short of maybe another go round with Hades and my friend, I suppose.

Basically I can do whatever I want, as long as I can take the pain. Which leads me to believe that maybe I will be back in the show tomorrow. And yes, I can be a very optimistic person.

So tonight, while everyone else is opening the show here in Milwaukee, I am chilling in one of my favorite vintage Eagle's t-shirts and contemplating attending the cast party in a few hours.

Sans the tee, of course.