Galumph

I think one of the weirder things I've noticed about myself in recent years is how my clumsiness has helped improve my hand-eye coordination.

I have a bad habit of losing my grip on things, and it ends up in one of those bobbling juggling acts that you only see Yosemite Sam perform with a stick of lit dynamite. I've broken a lot of glass, spilled a lot of drinks, and ruined a lot of meals by letting them hit the carpet.

I always feel kind of foolish whenever I start my fumbles. No matter what you do, there is no recovering from such a spontaneous display of silliness. An intensive PowerPoint lecture of String Theory for an audience of 1000 peers could be immeadiately ruined by a slippery laser pointer. It is almost like watching someone trying to play hackey-sack with a found object.

After 23 years of practice, I've started to catch soap that slips out of my hand in the shower, or safely grab a falling off of a shelf. I'd much rather just be able to hold on to things.