So I’m No Liar (by: Anonymous)
I haven’t seen the film…plan to, only because the filmmakers did exactly what I was thinking I could do the first time I ever rode a segway…course it was an i180 model, not an i-2. Had it all figured out, two saddle packs, 4 extra batteries and a charger, figured I could rotate batteries out for continuous driving across the country…always figured like Jesse James and his choppers, I’d get around it someday…guess someone beat me to it.
As such why I am writing…I’m here for the Segway giveaway…if you’ve never ridden one (it was part of my job for a while) you’ll never know how fun it is getting around, and how in an instant, you’re at the center of attention. It’s so bad (if that’s a bad thing) that I dream about it…now more than ever as I don’t work for the tour company anymore. So yeah, I want to win so I can get a $4000 machine for free so I can get around vicariously, zooming about through pedestrian simpletons like some fighter pilot putting his helo through it’s paces.
I don’t often enter contests…not online anyway. They usually end up filling my e-mail box with Spam, but I couldn’t resist entering this one. I’ve never had so much fun in D.C. unless I’ve been on the platform of the Segway…but I’m no dreamer either and I know my chances of winning this thing are about nil…it’ll probably go to some lady in the middle of Wisconsin who doesn’t live even remotely close to a major metropolitan area, but alas them’s the breaks, right?
This thing talks about what your thing is, and a few months ago I would have said that being a Segway tour guide was my thing, but alas it is no more…so now I fish. And I don’t mean fish in the casual sense of the “Let’s-take-the-little-ones-out-and-catch-a-bluegill” but I do something that millions of fishermen who grew up in cities do…urban fishing. No, this activity doesn’t involve sitting with a cane pole at the nearest sewer opening, though I don’t doubt that might work…my fishing takes place in places like the C&O Canal and the basins and reflecting pools that are near this nation’s finest and most majestic monuments…places where people walk by and say “There’s no fish in there, boy…what’re you thinking?” Well, believe it or not, it’s that kind of thinking that have let the fish grow large and fat off of the food that the tourists throw into the water. So yes, that’s my thing…would kill to have a Segway that has one saddlebag that held all of my tackle so I wouldn’t have to schlep it in giant boxes all over Hell’s half acre.
So I read some of the other blogs and it had some military references to the troops. Just so I don’t feel like I’m ditching them out of this little blog, I thought I’d throw a little fisherman’s salute to my Dad and Brother (Dad is a LCDR in the Navy, Brother is a 1LT Marine Corps, respectively though both pilots, ironically). So…hoorah to the both of ya!
And so I end this blog…please pick me…I so want a Segway I can’t even tell you how obsessed I am with this little noodge in the overall scope of technology.
Course, next time they’ll be giving away a Centuar…oh well.
