... and a mangled pair of glasses.
No, not a biking injury, just a run of the mill accident during recess. You know, a boy thing.
No ER visit, just a quick trip to the wonderful doctor who fixed my face last spring. O.k., maybe not so quick -- I did get that parking ticket but I knew the risk when I left it at a meter. The parking agent was at the car when I got there and gave me some advise on how to appeal it based on the circumstances. No, she couldn't rip it up. It's all computerized these days ...
(If you look closely on the right, just behind his glasses, you will see the tape covering his stitches.)