Perhaps I may be ever so slightly melodramatic, but I blame California (doesn’t everyone blame California, no matter what we’re talking about? It’s your choice of California, Tories, or Global Warming where I come from). After all, they started it. How is anyone else supposed to make the news when they’re all, like, “Earthquake! Earthquake!”
I mean, I was all, “Yeah, it’s California. It’s not a headline: it’s a given.”
But whatever.
So tonight I went out for a nice skate with a nice bunch of people and it was…nice, despite the fact that I was, once again, the slowest in the group and didn’t even have the excuse of a hangover to blame, although it must be said and indeed will be said, and by none other than me, that my bearings have long since turned to rubble and need replacing. Should a couple more someones sign up for my blogging classes I might be able to buy some new ones next month in the Comor sale, but that is as may be, or may not be.
But whatever.
So, I get the skate in and have a good time and on my way home as I’m calmly skating along, both minding my own business and sticking to the so-called cycle-pedestrian “path” under Canada Place, a “path” distinguished primarily by two painted lines and a texture something like the surface of Mars, when what happens?
I thought you’d never ask.
raincoaster 
That’s the second longest lead-up to a musical pun I’ve ever seen. I think the other one was you and the box from the sex shop. But that one didn’t have music.
I go to see the Ventures? Bitchin!
I go? Jeeez. YOU got
I’m losing it.
Didn’t break anything I hope… After all, you don’t want to give Cathy and chance to say “I told you so…” (even if she didn’t actually say it, but demonstrated it instead).
Dang it, I actually had to look up the title of that one. Didn’t understand why you would be talking about a Pipeline……hehe.
Glavar, I’m so ashamed of you! There goes your DJ cred.
Weren’t the Ventures awesome? You should hear their Flight of the Bumblebee!
And no, I didn’t break anything although I did sort of do a Russian split/handstand thing on my wrist guards. Best ten bucks I ever spent, those wrist guards. Maybe someday they’ll pick up all the six inch lengths of wire with which the path is strewn as well. Tetanus is such a drag.
. I think I lost that years ago….somewhere with my mind I believe.
Hey Glavar! Do you still have an sfu email address? It’s been a while since we touched base…
Yes, my first name@sfu.ca…..I thought that was you….
so, was it a skunk/squirrel/rodent type person that tripped you up this time?
It was a messy construction worker! I wish they’d pick up after themselves; spraying gravel everywhere and leaving wires all over the wheelway is not a way to win my favour.