I was riding home this evening on the Steven's Creek trail, when I heard this hideous crackling noise from above. I looked up and saw a bunch of those metallic mylar balloons they sell at the supermarket for birthdays, baby showers, etc. caught in the high-voltage lines that run next to the trail.
I immediately thought I'm so glad I'm not the poor bastard that has to untangle those balloons from the wires. I wonder who does that kind of thing?
An hour later, here's my answer:
Oh, and for you twenty-somethings that didn't get the title reference, do yourself a favor and watch this.
Comments (1)
Okay. That was awesome. I like that guy. He makes me want to do that job.
P.S. I had overprotective parents and was forbidden to watch Caddyshack. It was my dad's favorite movie, though.
Posted by Gina | May 17, 2007 8:57 PM
Posted on May 17, 2007 20:57