Saturday, March 09, 2002
Gravity Kills |5:44 AM|
Well, I'd say the lowpoint of my evening came about 1.2 seconds after someone pushed my legs the wrong way, ruining my balance over the keg. The idea was simple. Plant hands on the trashcan holding the keg, push up feet to press against the ceiling, drink pressurized beer. Christ, I hate beer. A lot. Why was I doing this? Because apparently I'm an idiot. But moving right along, the trick was working properly at first, my eyeballing the distances involved had been nearly perfect. I was wedged beneath the ceiling and the trashcan, and I was using a VERY important crossbeam for steadying. Now, being upside down isn't that disorienting, but then having high pressure beer (Christ, I hate beer) blasted down your throat FUCKS with your breathing rythym. Problem 2 occurred when someone didn't understand what was going on and tried to "steady" me by pushing forward on my legs, thus taking away the only thing keeping me steady (the pressure on the roof. This caused what nearly became "Catastophic Failure" of the trick.
I'm tired.
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