I've got to work on my delivery
At the climbing gym today, training for my Red Rocks trip coming up. Again, a certain climber who goes by the initials CS is there. Having spoken to him once before, I figure we're now best of friends, so I go over to say hi. Of course, he doesn't know me from Adam. Which, naturally, gives me the opportunity to crack a joke I've been meaning to make since the last time: "You know, I've been watching you climb, and you seem kinda strong. I'm sure, if you trained, you might become quite good."
Don't know why, but he didn't find the joke that funny.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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