One of my coworkers told me that I’m bowl-legged today. This is true. I tend to walk as if my insteps are treading an invisible line. Despite my bowl-leggedness, I still get knock-kneed, especially when running or around a pretty woman. All of this supports my theory that my legs tend to operate as a distinct entity if I don’t keep an eye on them, and because of this I’m in a constant state of falling. Only my superhuman agility keeps me from hitting the ground…most of the time.