Skating By

Saturday was the Atomic Swing Team outing: ice skating at Anaheim Ice. I made sure P could come along as well, which was kind of the deciding factor for going. The pizza was a little sad, but had a nice chew to the crust. The skating... Well, I hadn't been since I was four-ish, when my father was attending Rochester Institute of Technology. So about 30 years ago. I briefly toyed with in-line skating back in the early 90's but spent less than an hour on skates. My feet were too wide for my skates and would quickly cramped up.

But all that aside, it came back to me quickly. The skates fit fine, if without enough arch support. I still don't know how to cross-over, but I was balancing on one foot fairly easily.

(Joy and I are too cool for school)

I only fell once, literally on the last lap before finishing up.

I think I'm done. Oh, the exit's too crowded. One more lap. Ouch!

Fun times! But my butt was sore the next day. Lots of near falls that I'll pretend didn't happen.

(Lindy Hoppers under glass, waiting for the Zamboni to finish)

(everyone, post cake and cocoa)

Funny conversation with Jeremiah.

Someone: Why didn't you get that girl's number at Lindy Christmas?
J: I'm young. I have plenty of time.
Me: Don't worry, I got her number and you can have it. [ducks right cross from P]
J: What?
Me: Why are you surprised?
J: Shut up.
Me: She had a teal top on and was from San Diego, right?
J: Er... Yeah...
Me: And her name was....
J: Yeah.
Me: Yeah, don't worry, I got her number for you.
J: Shut up.
Me: I'm just kidding.
J: I know you are, but I'm freaked out that you know who we were talking about from five seconds of conversation.
Me: Wasn't I the one who told you to dance with her?
J: Maybe. She had great connection, didn't she?
Me: Yeah, she did!

Later on:

Me: This was the girl you were talking about, right?



J: No, this is the one:



Milk came out of my nose!


The woman in the second picture was taking the OC Swing intermediate Thursday series when I first started the beginner classes last February. She's really nice, and Jeremiah is really mean.

Scary Dick

Too awesome for words.

Scary Mary

Too awesome for words.

Loot

Books:

The Elements of Cooking
The Reach of a Chef
Generation Kill

Watch by Kenneth Cole (I think that's it, but with a stainless steel band)
All-Clad Stainless Steel saucepan
Apples To Apples game
Travel Boxer underwear by Exofficio

Breaking update:
Ninja bag from the Remy family!!!

Annoyances

Grrr...

The word "disc."

Why do we use that instead of "disk?"

Seriously!

What Plants Need

I've never seen a plant growing out of a toilet!


RyanH points out that everyone should watch Idiocracy, where Brawndo was originally featured.

Too Obvious

(While chatting late at night, facing away from the open front door at Atomic Ballroom)

D: OK, I'm going to have to go dance. My backside is getting cold.

Me: I was just about to say the same thing.

J: Your butt is cold too?

Me: No, hers is! Heyooooh!

D: I knew that's where you were going with that.

Me: Nothing you say can ruin my moment!