Slay bells ring. Are ya listenin'?

[uberreiniger]

On the fourth day of December, in the city known as Kansas, a magical thing happens: all the truck drivers become completely homicidal! Three times today I have been forced to fend for myself against a semi-truck driver who apparently felt that aggression is the better part of driving. Okay, your 40 tons of big rig are superior to my Echo in every way. I GET IT! That doesn't give you the right to make driving on the already-treacherous KC freeways as unsafe as fucking a Haitian hooker. (For those of you unfamiliar with the AIDS situation in Haiti, that's pretty unsafe.)

But enough of that. I promised you all ice skating stories and ice skating stories you shall have. I arrived at A&A's place to find Amy darning her socks and Meghan just chilling. I must say how cool this was because I've never actually seen someone darn socks before. I didn't even know it was still done in this day and age. It would be a shame to see such a splendid verb as "darn" fall by the wayside and I complimented Amy on doing her part to keep the English language alive. Anyway, Adam and Matthew (our official photographic chronicler of the procedings,) arrived and we set out for the Crown Center skating rink. After a fun adventure with yet another trucker who thought he was in a "Mad Max" film, we arrived, entrusted our shoes to complete strangers, put strange, bladed contraptions on our feet, and made our way toward the ice.

Here's where it gets weird. Wonderfully weird. Meghan insisted on holding my hand and skating with me the entire time. This is the same Meghan who's shown zero interest in me up until now, mind you. Yet she she just mosied up and took my hand like it was the most normal thing in the world. I wasn't going to argue. Knowing A&A, this probably lead to much speculation and conversation between them once Meghan left their presence later, but, oh well. Anyway, at the risk of sounding like an utter sap, it was wonderful. I think we had it right with all our first awkward crushes back in grade school and somehow forgot it along the way: holding someone's hand just feels nice. Of course, this wasn't a total Meg Ryan movie by any means. 90% of my time was genuinely spent trying to keep poor Meghan vertical because she genuinely had no clue what she was doing. I am by no means a graceful or agile creature, but I know enough from in-line skating to keep myself from falling over my disloyal limbs like a wounded giraffe. HUUUU-WAAAAHHHH! HUUUUU-WAAAHHHH! HUUUU-WAAAHHHH! Meghan's not quite there yet, though, so all in all we were probably quite funny to watch although there were others there who were much funnier. Since it was a free event tonight there were A LOT of people, most of whom had very little grace on ice skates. They made me look good by comparisson, and I've got to admit, having a pretty girl clutching onto you gives great incentive to keep looking good, or at least, not as bad as you usually look at this sort of thing. But all those people there meant the poor ice was taking a beating. When we arrived the rink was well past the stage of needing a zamboni and by the end of the night the ice had deteriorated to such a state of chunkiness it was like trying to skate on top of a giant sno-cone. Meghan and I took several spills together, (usually me getting dragged by her to my doom, once or twice me doing the same to her,) with a great deal of laughter about each of them. And I'm proud to say we avoided far more than we participated in. By the end of the night we were breathless, aching, and laughing just for the sake of it. It was one of the best times I've had in a good long while.

Meghan and I have a movie date for tomorrow night. I'm curious to see how things will go.

Comments

Hell Yes!

[yaqui.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a good time. Glad to hear about how it went. Good luck on the movie date!

[stitchedsutures.livejournal.com]

WooHoo! hehe.. and you didnt know if you wanted to go.. (i think that's kinda how i remember you saying you felt earlier)... I'm glad you had a great time and got a little hand holding in as well. i agree. hand holding is great. I missed that for over 3 years with the last boyfriend since he was too "afraid" that his "friends would see it"... *sigh* but i tell you, its great stuff and i remember how great it is now. Good Luck with the movie too. good girls are *very* hard to find. Much harder than good men in my opinion. I wish you the best and much happiness.

I've skated at Crown Center a few times and i must say that i do so love to watch the zamboni. it's seriously one of the high points of going to the ice rink for me. Yes... yes.. make fun all you like. but i love it. although it irks me to no end if the guy operating it misses ever so much as a tiny *sliver* of ice with his rounds. i guess its just my obsessiveness coming out.

[megiloth.livejournal.com]

Ice Skating is painful on my ass, so that's why I haven't attempted in 12 years. However, if it scores you chick points...go for it!

Hopefully, by the time the movie fest is over, you'll get over your case of JUNGLE NOISES.

[uberreiniger.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was pretty amazed at the fact I even so much as considered hesitating once I got out there. Maybe Meghan and I will go somewhere and maybe we won't. I seem to have terrible messes when I date inside my circle of friends, but dagnabit, holding hands is just swell :) Did I mention that I think it's swell? :D But yes, good women are *very* hard to find. And Meghan likes "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and is dying to go to GenCon, so I'd say she meets many "good" criteria. She's not a metalhead, though. That could lead to problems...

I would never make fun of you for loving the zamboni. After all, I've seen your pumpkin hat. It's only logical that someone with one of those would appreciate the queer majesty that is a machine constructed solely for the purpose of smoothing over ice just so people can scratch it up again.

[anirishspitfire.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear you had such a wonderful time! And enjoy the simple pleasure in life, like holding hands and gatherings of strangers possessing varying degrees of coordination and balance repeatedly circling each other on one of the most slippery substances known to man while wearing razor sharp blades on their feet. ~Happy sigh...grin~ So we'll get to see pictures of this, correct?

[stitchedsutures.livejournal.com]

hah. yes. i like the pointless cleaning.. even if its just ice. how i love to watch it go around and around, and then off to the parking garage to await another show time. I think that deep down, i would be a killer zamboni driver. and i mean that.

[uberreiniger.livejournal.com]

Here's to hoping that soon I will be making said noises in the Peter North sense, not the Stan Marsh sense ;)

[uberreiniger.livejournal.com]

I'll have to ask Matthew to scan some and e-mail them to me. So we'll have to see. there's a great one of me posing like I've just fallen, clutching my tailbone and pretending to cry out in agony.

[equusk.livejournal.com]

Ah, but only a true lover of the zamboni would know the zamboni song. I used to, but, alas, I am not worthy of zamboni adoration.

Actually, as I recall, they used to play this song whenever my mum and I went to that Disney Once Stuff, once in a while. It was this happy go lucky song about wanting to be a zamboni driver, and they played it during intermission when the zamboni guy would go out an do his thing.

We found a copy of it a couple years ago, mostly because our janitor at school cleaned the floors with this thing that looked like a baby zamboni. We wandered upstairs after a long night of work and randomly played it in the hallway.

Zamboni!

[stitchedsutures.livejournal.com]

when i worked at Barnes & Noble through college, we had one of those large cleaners that you speak of, and we did refer to it as "the zamboni". Most people hated having to use it because it was big, but i guess i was the freak and got a real kick out of using it after closing, although i was much quicker and more effective if given the standard upright vaccuum.

I miss that zamboni actually. its the closest i've ever come to operating the real thing. but i'm still young and have many unfullfilled goals to look forward to:)

btw. mind if i throw you on the friends list? i find myself amused by your comments.

Re: Zamboni!

[equusk.livejournal.com]

Of course you can put me on friends. I can always use more friends. It's easier to build a big angry mob with more friends!

And the world definitely needs more floor cleaners that look like the bastard offspring of a zamboni machine and a regular upright.

On a random side note: I have a brilliant plan. I'm going to try and get my paws on a Roomba floorvac. I shall then procede to spray paint it white, along with a couple of offcuts of woods from Home Depot. I shall then procede to get another friend, and have each of us hold one of the boards.

If you haven't figured it out yet- I hope to create giant PONG!

Re: Zamboni!

[uberreiniger.livejournal.com]

Can I add you too? I think if people are going to discuss adding each other in my journal than I should get to add you as well :) Once I've added you you can help me figure out how to build a colossal version of "Asteroids" using only papier mache, some milk cartons and a potato gun!

Re: Zamboni!

[equusk.livejournal.com]

Sure... I don't mind if you add me, only if you let me add you!

Hrmm... asteroids with paper mache, milk cartoons, and a potatoe gun. Hmmm.... If you had friends putting chunks of paper mache onto rubber band cars and releasing them around you as you stood vigilant with your potatoe cannon, then I'm sure a good, rousing game of giant Asteroid would be afoot.

My next project: Space Invaders. Mostly because Frogger would be inhumane and I think frogs are too cute to do that to them.

Re: Zamboni!

[uberreiniger.livejournal.com]

That's an awesome idea for Asteroids! For even more verisimilitude, you could stand on rollerskates and tie a rope around yourself while someone tugs you around, thus recreating the uncontrollable navigation! Once you've finished Space Invaders, I'll be standing by in a homemade space suit made of white trash bags and a dirt bike helmet with a bicycle pump ready for a rousing game of Dig-Dug in the back yard...

You have been added. Let the classic video game madness commence!