Pride Commeth Before the Fall
By 6:15 am, it was already a bad day. As I stood before the mirror, lather on my face, my strop in one hand and my blade in the other, I was feeling rather proud of myself for keeping my strop in such great condition. Not a scratch on her, I was thinking to myself, "I can't even imagine how one would accidentally nick his strop." At that very moment, as I flipped my Diamondine on her spine, the business end slit into my beautiful Tony Miller 3 1/2" Red Latigo, leaving a nasty, deep 1/4 inch laceration on the edge! The disbelief was astounding. I quickly composed myself and then let out a streak of well-intended pofanity. How could I have done this! As I went on with my routine and raised my blade to my neck, I tried very hard not to think, "I can't even imagine how one would accidentally slit his jugular."
Pride Commeth Before the Fall
Gentlemen:
You have company in slicing up a fine strop. Mine could not be repaired and I had to retire it.
Then again, it was time to buy a new strop, anyway. So keep up the spirit, my dear Leadduck.
Regards,
Obie
Pride Commeth Before the Fall
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Neil Miller
Sorry about the mishap, but what a great opening line for a Raymond Chandler type of novel - stunning! The working title "Pride Cometh Before The Fall" is great, too.
Regards,
Neil
My dear Neil:
I second the opening line for a Raymond Chandler type novel. What a great line. Chandler, by the way, is one of my absolute favorite authors. I think I've read just about everything he wrote — several times.
But then, back to the strop. Time for a new one.
Incidentally, Mr. Miller, I hear you make excellent strops.
Regards,
Obie