01/31/2005: "you're old and shouldn't be in a track suit"

At least I finally had a train with no heat after the cold spell broke. I couldn’t imagine sitting there when it was around 0 outside. As it was, I thought my feet were going to fall off by the time I got to my stop. Note to the T – if the heat doesn’t work on a train in the winter, fix it or take the train out of service so the riders don’t freeze to death on it.

I had a good weekend and so a cold Monday morning commute isn’t going to ruin that for me. Saturday I spent the better part of the day skiing over in the Douglas State Forest, which is significantly larger and more varied that I had imagined from the times I had driven by it. There are a ton of trails with plenty of opportunities to make loops and there was even a lot of off-trail terrain that was interesting enough to explore. Now I’ve got a good idea of where to go next time. The weather and the snow made waxing slightly difficult. It went from about -10 when I started skiing up to about 20 by the time I finished, I traveled through polar wax, green wax and finally ended up with blue wax on my skis by the end of the trip.

Our bathing was being redone (new toilet and vanity) so I didn’t want to be around to get drafted into helping, so while I stopped in to change, I then headed out and spent the rest of the day at Barnes and Noble sipping some Starbucks and enjoying reading some books while I waited for Moe to get home so I could safely show up and not be required to do manual labor.

We went to Mohegan that night with Brian and Garrett and it was fun. We didn’t do much playing because it was so busy – but we did enjoy a great dinner at the newer buffet where we had a seat that allowed us all to watch basically everyone coming and going from the buffet. I just have to wonder what goes through some people’s heads before they go out in public – and more specifically, what’s up with old women wearing track suits trying to look like their 16?

Egad – it was kind of scary…

Then of course the 4 very, very fat girls in medieval dress (don’t ask, there was no special event that would require the wearing of these clothes) who apparently didn’t wear girdles because the strung up backs of the dresses looked like they were about to explode. We were joking it we cut the string – it would be under such pressure that the whole thing would just pop.

Yesterday it was outlet shopping where Moe and I loaded up on marked down and clearance winter clothes. I also got my first pair of DKNY jeans. I figured if they were that marked down, it was okay.

If you ever happen to be in a bar fight, here area couple of tips on how to win (courtesy of course, of my worst case scenario calendar…): 1) attack sensitive areas (you know, kick the guy in the balls); 2) attack repeatedly (hit those sensitive areas repeatedly); 3) if you need it, use a weapon (such as a telephone, a pen, bottle, book, beer mug, coffee cup or keys); and finally 4) protect yourself from additional attacks by fighting with your back to, but not against a corner or a wall.

I do what I can to provide a public service. If you ever find yourself in a bar fight, don’t say I haven’t prepared you.

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Holy shit - there was a train last year that was so hot - I thought I had died by the time I got off. I had literally become soaked with sweat - my shirt looked like someone dumped a bucket on me and when I looked up at everyone else - we were all the same way - wet hair and clothes. I honestly think it was hotter on the train than outside (which was like 90 something) - but once I got on the train, I didn't want to be bothered with getting off again (and standing there looking like a giant wet towel).

jeff said @ 01/31/2005 11:06 AM EST

Thanks for the bar fight advice. Hopefully, I can avoid such scenarios altogether, though.

Oh, and another MBTA-gripe: similarly, if it is summer and the air-conditioning is broken, don't keep the system on at full blast and let it blow hot air into the train!~~~~~There's nothing like it being 97 degrees and humid outside, only to enter a train that's even hotter and more crowded.

Karl said @ 01/31/2005 09:47 AM EST

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