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ball chair no more

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Today my ball chair burst. While I was sitting on it.

First it was just a gradual softening. Finding a small puncture underneath, I patched the thing with a bike tube repair kit, and re-inflated it. Then the whole thing just split open from underneath the patch.

So, yeah. Ouch.