How Not to Bike or How I slam dunked myself from a standstill at the BMX park on Christmas Eve
Water is rapidly condensing on the ice bag next to my keyboard. It’s double-bagged, refrigerator-made ice. When I put the ice in the bag it was aligned in a tight, color-guard formation and as cold as Shackleton’s mustache. The ziplock bags are name brand. I checked because I didn’t want it leaking all over the […]