bookmark_borderCorrection

So remember when I said: “And I already know that I can skate ― I don’t think one forgets that particular skill…”

Correction: I used to know how to skate.

It would seem that one can indeed forget that particular skill. I went skating today and it was if I never skated before in my life. Like I grew up in a land without snow and did not spend my youth in the suburbs where I spent many nights at the Mid-Scarborough Arena. Like my entire adolescence was a lie. A big fat lie.

It didn’t help that I went skating with two ice mavens ― my friends K. and S. They skated around me like Rocket Richard at a learn-to-skate lesson for toddlers. (Actually, I’m really glad I have friends to skate with. They were very encouraging and didn’t laugh once ― I think.)

I gotta get one of these.

Pictorial Update:

Here’s me skating:
Skating

And here I am resting:
At rest
(Note: My bum looks funny because my wallet is in my pocket ― a security tactic.)

A special thanks to K. for taking these shots.

bookmark_borderI do most of my reading in the bathtub but I’m not worried…

I bought a new gadget. With me it’s either toys or shoes (boots in the winter). But since becoming a rock star and living in a hotel, I’ve been trying not to buy more boots as I eventually will have to pack all my crap and move out of here. Boots take up a lot of space in a suitcase.

But my new toy is small and melds my love of technology with reading.

Sure, the software is a bit buggy, the page refreshing could be a little speedier and there could be more books at the Sony ebookstore but overall it’s a neat little thing.

I’m trying not to drop it in the tub. It seems to cope with steam quite well.