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We were watching the Olympics. The ski jump was on, and they showed the slow-motion replay of a jump from a low angle. You could see the breeze ruffling the fabric of the athlete's jumpsuit, the wobbling of his skis, the minute changes in body position as he fought to gain one more inch of airborne.
I thought about the distance and speed of travel, the terrible physics at work, and saw a vision in my head of my broken body smashed against the compacted snow at the bottom and I said, sotto vocé, "You couldn't pay me enough."
A few seconds went by. His score came up and he waved to the crowd. Then Katie's voice whispered in my ear...
"I'll give you five bucks."
I thought about the distance and speed of travel, the terrible physics at work, and saw a vision in my head of my broken body smashed against the compacted snow at the bottom and I said, sotto vocé, "You couldn't pay me enough."
A few seconds went by. His score came up and he waved to the crowd. Then Katie's voice whispered in my ear...
"I'll give you five bucks."
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Date: 2010-02-23 02:42 (UTC)I was watching the jumps tonight, too. They fascinate me - I have family members who have done that sort of thing in the past (uncle was general manager of Loveland Ski Basin for decades, and he and my cousins did Ski Patrol duty up in the mountains).
I'm with you on that one, though...
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Date: 2010-02-23 02:47 (UTC)I approve of the bribe.
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Date: 2010-02-23 04:48 (UTC)Heck, I need to get over to the Stone Bridge Coffee House. Hmmmm, you're going to be there this Friday night, if I'm not mistaken.
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