Skiing

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

I went skiing today.  It is winter, I do not like cold.  This is my worst nightmare.  From what I understand you take a very cold ride up a mountain in a chair with one friend and one stranger.  Your only defense is the flask of whiskey you are not supposed to have.  Then you begin a long slightly controlled fall back down the mountain.  Then you repeat, each time with a slightly more wet seat of your pants.  I saw a story about the Olympics on the television.  They have to give out precious metals to get people to participate in this sport.  Being that precious metals generally trade at a high price and treats are not free, I decided to try my hand at skiing.  I have four feet.  I got to this awful place and get this, these people are paying for this.  I laughed and laughed at them.  Then I went home because there is a lot of glare here and my head and sunglasses do not mix.  Skiing is so dumb I feel I should put it on my list of things that smell bad, even though there really is no smell associated with it.  I will start a new list.  It will have a good, impartial, bad and smelly column.  It will help me keep track of all this.  Then I am going to Graceland.