Fighting the Mexican Mafia

Don't mess with Mexicanos. This is what happens when you try to play border patrol:

Just kidding.

This is what happens when you try to pry a lid off a can with a knife, you totally stab yourself, at least I do. The can opener I used was not a can opener after all. Daniel thinks it's a wine bottle cutter. Whatever it is, it's the only thing I could find at this rental that closely resembled a can opener, and thus I thought it was one (a lame one, but still one). Come to find out, when I got home from the ER, Daniel had found the real can opener. Typical! Oh well. It doesn't hurt really at all today. I can use my left four fingers just fine, but adding in my thumb (ie stretching the hand) hurts a little...it stretches the wound open again, or at least tries too. 7 days and my stitches are to come out.