Americans kill people
A good time was had by all. Except for Tom S; he disapproved (of the fact that Dede put on skates and risked her life). Everyone else was either skating or cheering.
I did learn something about our menfolk. They are ALL pussies, down to the last one of them. No amount of urging would get any of them on skates. My Tom said it was because he didn't want to be reading about his mishaps on the Internet today; of all the menfolk, he was the only one who offered an excuse.
Another interesting thing. The Tom's, Dede, Gaspar and I were the first to walk in. When I started over to the booth to pay the admission, the girl assumed that we were there to pick up our kids. She just buzzed the door open and waved us on in. So, in we went and held the door open for the stragglers. Once inside, I was momentarily confused, trying to find the place where I was supposed to pay. To answer my inquiry, the concession stand guy told me, "You've paid your admission to get in, you don't have to pay extra for the skates unless you want some-kind-of-super-fast skates."
So, we all skated for free last night. When we left, I confessed that fact to the group which prompted Tom to offer up yet another excuse. "Oh, the reason I didn't skate was because I didn't want to waste that much money." Yeah, right.
Katie really made me feel included in the teeny bopper crowd. She invited me to race with her. Right. I was just trying to maintain some forward momentum and some semblance of balance at the same time. I'd skate a little, wave my arms around (whoa), skate a little, wave my arms, etc.
The music was loud and the beat steady. Roller rinks haven't changed much in the past forty years except for the music. I didn't hear ONE waltz the whole time I was there.
Of note: My butt did NOT touch the floor the entire time.
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