Feb 19

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Good Morning.

Here on the home front.... not a cloud in the sky. It is cold. The snow is not soft and mushy anymore.... it's crunchy.

Locally.... Longboard races.

These guys strap very long boards ( old style skis ) to their feet. They then slide a bazillion miles per hour down a mountain. The object of their little excursion? Oh... it's to see who can go the fastest. This is not a "normal" downhill ski race. No poles to navigate around. No turning. No jumping. Just speed. Straight down the mountain. They carry a big stick with them on their little trip down the hill. When it is time to stop.... they stick that stick into the snow... ya know?.... like a Fred Flintstone brake.

I thought about it. I had visions of victory!! I can do this. Finally! A snow sport I am capable of. I can be one those guys called "skiers". I could wear those fancy ski type clothes. I could be right up there with Peekaboo, Franz Klamer, ... all the greats! The crowds would cheer!! I might even get a spot on ESPN.

Then the heater pump in my hot tub kicked on. Ahhh! 103 degrees. Hot water swirling around. What was I thinking? Me, ski down a mountain? I say...nay nay! No boards on my feet. I'll stick to my winter sport of hot tubbing. It's much safer. I don't need a spot on ESPN.

Our very own Garvey says he is going to do this. He is going slide a bazillion miles per hour down that mountain. I might go watch.

Have a great day.

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ps. Toaka says..."Does he get a snack when he gets to the bottom of the hill?"