When I was younger, we would watch Rescue 911 on tv. It was hosted by William Shatner, and to this day, I always hear his voice saying that.
The reason I bring it up, is that my mind will pull up these memories from time to time, especially when I am doing something that my end up in an ambulance ride.
For instance, yesterday I was pulling up the carpet in our bedroom. It is 8 1/2 yrs old, and mighty disgusting. Our plan is to stain the concrete in the next month or two, but the floor was so gross, I couldn't stand it any more.
Anyway, I was using a razor knife and I always close it when I set it down, even if I am going to use it again almost immediately.
This time I did not retract the razor, and started pulling up the section of carpet.
As my eyes looked down and saw the exposed, super sharp blade, I heard William Shatner, as if he himself were right in the room with me (which is really weird itself!), saying,
"It was an ordinary March day. The DeHoff children were playing in the living room, while their mother, Cristi, was working on some home improvements. Little did she know, that her home was going to be last thing on her mind in by the end of the day. I am William Shatner, and this is Rescue 911."
These scenarios play in my head A LOT. I may be the only person who thinks like this. Maybe not. But probably. Oh well.
So, there it is. My messed up mind and the things I think. My mind is a scary place.