I gave up skiing about 10 years ago when I hurt my shoulder pretty badly. I can't afford to get hurt again in my old age. But I do miss it.
I would probably try to ski there though, as the slopes seem a little more cushie than slopes here in the north east.
Cushie isn't so bad. ;)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
I don't know why they are so bad, but around here, the slopes are always icy. That's how I got killed. Some kid cut me off from a side trail while I was on a steep drop of sheer ice. Rather than kill the kid, I killed myself. lol
I don't know why they are so bad, but around here, the slopes are always icy. That's how I got killed. Some kid cut me off from a side trail while I was on a steep drop of sheer ice. Rather than kill the kid, I killed myself. lol
Owwwww. Stupid kid. Sorry about the fall. >:( Ice is wicked. No thanks. At least you have a story involving a sport injury. I killed myself in a parking lot. Walking. Sort of walking. At least it gave the video surveillance people some material for the Christmas party. LOL.
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
That's not all it gave them. I think I saw that on SillyHumanTricks.com. ;)
Hehe... GREAAAAAAT!
I wish my 'tuck and roll' training had of kicked in. It was more of a head splat wham tumble spin cussing thing holding a death grip on my purse and keys. (I should get points for that). Thankfully my sunglasses were embedded in my face, so I didn't lose those. Landed about 2 feet from any grip zone on the asphalt. Thank God someone came along. They said they salted the lot. Except for the shady areas.
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
You also gave me a great idea. After I posted that, I checked to see if sillyhumantricks.com even existed. It didn't. Now it does, sorta.
Now, how to turn it into the next youtube? hmmm.....
Ha! Snatching opportunity from tales of woe, a proven winner! :)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
Trouble is, I get these great ideas but don't really have the marketing skills to turn them into gold.
Well, you can't hatch an egg in a day. Golden eggs take time. The important thing is that you recognized a future need and pounced on it. You'll never have to say, I 'should'a' grabbed that site when I thought of it.
See? Who wants to build Rome anyway?
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
If I could find the right business mind to partner up with, I could make us millions with my ideas.
Any business gurus on the 4um?
I don't know. We need to find someone with Marketing Skills.
Look how far the 'Sham Wow' has come. Or the Egg Lifter. Videos for Cats. These are products people can't wait to get in the mail. I ordered a mop kit once in the middle of the night. I GOT UP bleary eyed and got my wallet to call for a lifetime mop kit with free lifetime replacement of mopheads. This was an unbelievable deal. It even came with a squeegee bucket. No more wet hands or annoying useless levers. SOLD.
Thing was, it didn't start arriving for 8 weeks.
See, this his how you build suspense.
A) you forget you ordered it B) you get ONE part in the mail... the mystery part.
In my case, I received the top of the mop handle. A steel cylinder painted red with no 'end piece'.
So, you say, holy crap, what is this? But your name is on the box, so you are hosed already.
3 days later, the top of the handle arrived, still no clue of the midnight ordering rampage.
WTH?
Next day, new box. Two steel threaded rods painted red.
I sensed a pattern.
A week passed and then I recieved a bucket.
So now, I have 3 red steel rods, and a red bucket.
OMG. What did I do?
Mop heads arrive, and the great news, there are more pieces, but for now, I have:
A sponge head, a foam head, a floppy chamois thing head, a string head and the bonus corner sponge.
Ohhhhhhhh. So that's what I ordered. Clearly mop envy had overtaken me.
Anyway, you can clearly see my point here. WE have to snag people with something irresistable that appeals to the everyday nutbar shopper.
You wouldn't perhaps be interested in a Commemorative Edition of the Wizard of Oz with a script would you?
;)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
omg, girl, you've got me cracking up here. so, let's hear the bad part.
Okay, well.
The way I tumbled on the ice I crashed left over right. Left knee, shoulder, face and tried to block with my right hand. Thing is, I broke my left leg in 4 places years before and my right wrist in 3 places. (Let's not get into the grace discussion, okay?) So, trying to get up on ice with with odd opposing body parts was humourous for all. One arm, one leg trying to rise from the ice. My knee was bleeding through my pants. Both hands were ripped up by the ice. My head was bleeding. I am in the MIDDLE OF THE parking lot, with salt flicking from my hair. My butt was facing the store. At this point there was no one around. So rather than continue the futile effort of standing, I try to ROLL to the asphalt to gain some sort of grip. I am covered in wet crappy grit and shaking like a leaf.
Now just imagine this. There are CARS now turning into your accident scene, that DRIVE PAST you rolling to safety.
A nice lady and her daughter were coming out of the store, and THANK GOD she happened to be parked next to me, and asked me if I needed help.
Finally, someone that could grasp the concept of distress. She helped me to my car. I had forgotten my cell phone, so she offered to call my husband for me.
Said, honey, you probably shouldn't drive right now. Well, there was no choice. The hub's car battery had died and he was waiting for Les Schwab. So, I asked the nice lady to start my car, I buckled in and headed home. Right hand in the air with a Jack in the Box napkin stuck on the wound.
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
oh my...how long did it take you to recuperate from that spill? i bet you avoid icey spots now?
It took a couple of months! I avoid ice like the plague now, ice cleats or not.
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
Is there any way I can get a copy of the video for my new site? :p
LOL! No, Thank Goodness. Schmarty pants. :)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
Ha!!! That was quick!!! Hmm.. I'll keep an eye out! Not for early viewing..
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
"Wherever a Knave is not punished, an honest Man is laugh'd at." -- George Savile (1633-1695) "Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)