I'm just crackers about cheese

So the most unusual thing happened to me the other evening last week. I was preparing a snack of cheese and crackers (which is my all-time favourite snack) and slicing some cheese on our, um, cheese-slicer. All of a sudden, and without warning, I might add, a small fleck of cheese "bounced" (?) off the cheese slicer and into my eyeball, which, for the record, was a safe distance from the slicing instrument, according to the latest OSHA regulations. I staggered to the washroom to extract this cheese-fleck, and escaped mostly unscathed.

This experience was so bizarre, I began to wonder if Melissa was nearby, lurking in the inky shadows...