grace and pride

There is, in my not so humble opinion (of myself), a magical combination of grace and speed that is evident when one manages to catch a falling Utz Cheese Curl between one's knees before it hits the ground, without crushing it.

Pardon me while I just feel cool for a second...

...

...ok, I'm done now.

(now, the fact that the clutz in me dropped the damned thing in the first place...)