but it's not like I do them on purpose. Since I can't seem to stop doing dumb things, at least it makes life interesting for me and those around me. Mostly me.

When I was in college, Darius and Cracker and I would jam into the pickup in the middle of the night and head out to the God-forsook wilderness outside of Rochester* with out $5 sleds and butt-saucers to careen around Mendon Ponds Park. One time we left so late and stayed out so long that we stopped off at Weggie's on the way back for fresh-fried doughnuts. Good times. It's been a while.

The weather was gorgeous Sunday afternoon - high 20s and sunny - so we picked up some $8 sleds at the hardware store and headed for Chestnut Ridge Park. Aside from some minor annoyances, we had a blast. Sledding is awesome, and I recommend that you do it at least once a year.

however

I totally broke my ass again, and I still can't sit comfortably. Why do I keep breaking my ass on things?

- Z

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• NASA and Cornell University have confirmed that Rochester is coldier than Mars.

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