Admittedly I have bad posture.  Plus, it only gets worse, as the temperature dips below zero.  My body kind of curls up into a semi-permanent ball to preserve as much warmth as possible.

Admittedly I have a large nose.  No, it is not like someone stuck half a potato onto my face, but my sniffer is on the bigger side.  Consider it a Darwinistic advantage (although my liberal use of creative spelling most certainly is not).  Eons ago, Paulsens were roving the African savanna in search of their next meal.  Sniffing an injured wildebeest miles away, we began our trek for dinner.  Laugh it up, but my big nose once came in very handy.

Unfortunately, the bad posture combined with the extra large schnoz can make for a dangerous combination.  Driving home from Spin Class (Hey, just maintaining the Temple or in my case, the whole Temple needs to be rebuilt from the bottom up.) in my exercise shorts in subzero temps, I was more doubled over than usual.  Praying for the car’s heater to warm up, I drove into a sunny glare.  Reaching up to pull down the driver’s side sun shade, I felt a swift tap on the tip of my nose.  Jerking back, I realized that I was hunched over so far that the sun shade had clipped the end of my chilled nose.

Considering that Ralph Nader owns a similar sized beak, I am a little disappointed that he never tackled this looming threat.  Fellow folks with generous noses unite, together we can save each other from the elevated sunshade danger.  Consider yourself warned.