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A Goal, for the Rest of You
Because if this happened to me, I'd get much worse than just dirty looks:
Hours and hours and miles and miles of training pay off!!!At a neighborhood party last evening, I was chatting with the mother of my daughter's best friend -- an alarmingly attractive woman that sometimes makes grown men sigh when she walks into a room. She glanced down at my legs, stopped what she was saying in mid sentence, and asked, "Do you mind if I touch your legs?"...
Actually, I'd fear more for the lady... I already know what'd happen to me. To wit: "Do you think it would be possible to cast cement shoes with a shoebox?"
Me: "Why?"
To answer Ellen, not really. Not only would the mass and moisture of cement split a shoebox like a wet paper bag, but unless it's a box for clown shoes, the final mold would be far too small to properly weigh down the wearer. A physically fit biker like Scott would still be able to swim, albiet with some difficulty, and possibly even split the "shoes" through leg action alone.
On the plus side, a fair-sized plastic storage container, like those Rubbermaid ones available at Wal-Mart, would not only be adequate, but also cheap enough to be disposed of with the victim, and often come with convenient carrying handles.
It's so nice to have readers who are so helpful...
Posted by: Scott on August 22, 2005 11:44 AM