Last January, Luker and I bought knives for the people in the creative department we believed were leading the way forward. We had a few knives left over, and tonight I dropped one deep into my right foot.
It went through my leather shoe, sock, and sank three quarters of an inch into my foot, somehow missing any tendons.
Susan sewed it up. Since it's Halloween, she was dressed up as, I think, a Police Crime Scene?
Good as new!