Monday, January 29, 2007
Oh the travesty! My beloved wood floor is gone!
Exercise: 2 hours of kick ass skating.
So during my daily morning chat with Mr. PIB the other day, he was telling me about taking his daughter roller skating. Turns out he actually likes to go - an admission that ended up being kind of a "well spank my ass and call me Charlie" moment for me since most people these days will look at you as though you have a third eyeball and say, "Isn't that a 70s thing?" when you even try and utter the words roller and skating together.
Anyway, after all this talk, I decided to bite the bullet and return after a 3 - 4 year hiatus to the adult night session I used to go to at one of the local rinks. I had been thinking about going for awhile but just couldn't be bothered for one reason or another. For the most part, I'm glad I went and it once again reminded me just how much I like to skate. The downside - the floor has been changed. This place used to have the biggest, most beautiful wood floor in town - it's now plastic tiles that go click click click click when you skate over them. Granted it's not as bad as those coated concrete floors but nothing beats wood. According to one of the guys I talked to, there was a really bad leak in the roof that destroyed the floor beyond repair. The insurance only covered $50000 and to install a brand new wood floor would cost $200000. While I understand the financials pretty much made it impossible for the owner to go with wood, it SUCKS! Even so, I'm sure I will find myself returning on at least a somewhat regular basis although the music they play is still complete and utter shit for the most part (that was one of the reasons I stopped going in the first place - tired of the same old same old and the modern day stuff being nothing but crappy rap).
I think the most interesting thing about returning was discovering that I must have left some sort of impression on people when I used to go regularly. One of the guys who's a regular came up to me and actually remembered me from a few years ago. I think I had maybe talked to him once or twice before but usually nothing more than a passing hello. Then there was another guy who came up and talked to me for a bit. He actually remembered me from the another rink I used to frequent about 15 years ago. I couldn't believe it. As far as I know, we had never spoken to each other before and I sure as hell don't remember him yet he (and a couple of his friends) remembered me. Of course I also have to wonder if he had other motives by talking to me when he first approached. The reason I say this is because he started off by talking about the other rink and stuff then kind of went through a list of things that I might have done since then one of them being getting married (I noticed right before he asked this he had glanced down at my left ring finger). I don't know, there was just something in the way he asked that kind of gave me the impression that the question was brought up to find out information rather than actually being interested as to whether I was married or not.
That's what brings up my next thought....
Why is it that guys get so weird about things when they find out a woman they've been talking to is married? I mean yah, ok it puts kind of a damper on things if the guy has intentions of wanting to date the woman but what is it with guys thinking they've got to drop the coversation right there and then basically act like you no longer exist? Christ, married woman are people too. Just because we can't be close to you in a romantic way doesn't mean we can't or don't want to talk to you. I swear people are so weird when it comes to stuff like that. I guess that's the one thing that I really like about Mr. PIB. He's married, I'm married but we are buds and can hang out without it being "weird".
So back to the skating thing. When the session was over, I was reminded of a bunch of muscles that I have but obviously hadn't been using enough. I swear that had to be the first time I actually felt stiff and sore right after I got done. What's really bad is I got a nasty cramp in the foot as I was driving home - not a good thing especially when you drive a car with a clutch. It was then that I really started dreading the next day because I figured my legs would be even more stiff than they already were. Oddly enough, they weren't. I actually felt pretty damn good. The downside though was that I wasn't able to get in a good stretch and run on Friday evening so getting out of bed on Saturday morning wasn't overly pleasant. Even today I'm still feeling a little tightness but I think after I go to a couple more sessions, the soreness will be a thing of the past.
And now for something completely different....
I would like to address the asshole who keeps parking on the street in front of building number 7 (Yah you with the license plate 915 PIF). Read your newsletter dipshit! Your car either belongs in the driveway or in one of the parking spaces back by buildings 2 & 3. I'm getting really fuckin tired of having to try to navigate around your piece of shit auto especially since there is still ice on the road due to a clean up crew the doesn't know what the hell they are doing.
And speaking of annoying people and their cars. I'd like to give a two bird salute to the fucker who cut me off this morning as I was coming to work. You're lucky you were moving too fast for me to catch your license plate otherwise you better believe I would be posting it. Obviously someone forgot to tell you that when you merge into traffic, you are the one who is supposed to yield. Oh and another thing - you pass on the left, not the right asshole and definitely not 20 feet from where the road and exit lane fork. I did watch you make your way on down the interstate. It seems that you didn't stop with cutting people off after you nearly hit me. From the looks of it, you nearly caused another accident which makes me wonder if you even made it to your destination today after all that wreckless driving. If you did, congrats although I'm sure the accident Gods will get you yet and are planning your crash as I type this. If you didn't, serves you right and maybe you'll learn next time but I doubt it. Yah, that was cold but you know what, when you come close to killing people because of your stupidity, chances are they aren't going to be overly friendly.
Otay, I think that about does it for me today. Lunchtime is almost over so I should get this posted.
Til next time....
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