I have had the flu for the last week and half. I havn't felt like doing much but my wife and daughter wanted to go ski. So I decided I could make a few runs. I dropped them off at the lodge and went to park. I was walking through the parking lot when a black suburban came flying down the hill from the upper lot. He was going way too fast and just about hit a couple people. The typical, I am the most important around here so get the hell out of my way. As he turned the corner into the lower lot 3 or 4 pairs of skis went flying off the top of the suburban onto the pavement. He had forgotten to lock his ski rack down. It make a hell of a noise. I could see at leat two pairs of newer model volkls and a pair of lines scattered across the pavement. I felt bad to see that happen to some nice skis but I had to laugh and cheer for the guy when he stopped to pick them up. It made my day.
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3/10/08 at 1:17am