Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Doth Mine Eyes Decieve Me?

I was innocently walking across campus the other day and was almost struck by a rollerblader. Let me repeat that, just in case you did not understand--as I had a hard time understanding--that I was almost "struck" by a "rollerblader". I was under the impression that this was a dead breed. That is, I was under that impression.

Last year I had the good fortune to summer in the suburbs of Chicago. I had completely forgotten that there was such a sport as rollerblading, until one day I was on my way to the city and looked out the window on the way down lakeshore drive. What did I behold but the vision of--not just one or two--but literally dozens of people on inline skates careening their way along the waterfront. Oh sure, there were also cyclists, runners and "speed-walkers", but the once-believed-extinct rollerblader was the most prominent, because of their perceived rarity. It came as great surprise to me when my sister informed me that these were not, in fact, rarities, but a common sight on the streets of that Midwestern metropolis.

But that does not really cover the fact of the matter that this girl was HAULING. And she was totally into it. Shortly after whizzing by me she got into this awesome crouch and began some totally radical slalom turning to slow down before darting into traffic. I could tell she was on her way to someplace, because she had thought ahead and had thrown a pair of flippy-flops in her back pocket. So, you knew something was up. This girl had it going on, and nobody could stop her on the way to greatness. It was just her and those skates against the world.

In other news, I am fast approaching my graduation from college. Having attended various institutions for the better part of a decade it has come my time to move on in life. I don't know what the big deal about growing up is, but it's damn near time that I join the human race and become a productive member of society. I don't know exactly when that is going to happen, and in what fashion, but as of now, becoming a teacher of literature for High School students is still pretty high on the list of things that could very possibly happen, but it would need a little more schooling. I'm okay with that, so long as it is just a little bit.

Anyway, the ceremony and all that entails is upcoming, and that is what everything in life is going towards for me right now, and I couldn't be more excited. I'm really excited, aren't you? If not, you should be.

-A.R. Leith

Quote: "Mistakes are just fine, just don't make excuses." -Telegraph

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm excited for you. Finally huh? I wish I were graduating again....someday....

Anonymous said...

What's even more scary is that they have decided to take over the Western Coast of the U.S. (in-line skaters)! Here they cruise by at a much more leisurely pace, as if to say; Ciaooo.

Why don't you write about something new, like how hard it was to lose the best, most amazing, supercoolreallyneato house mate you have ever had the pleasure of doing business with. You know, a real tear-jerker -different from the ones created by laughter I usually read in this column - something from the heart... if, indeed, you have one!

-Morgan