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thebitterguySo, one day TBG was at Can*Con (lifetime and a half ago), sitting in the con suite talking to a few people about stuff. One of the guys was discussing something of a religious experience he'd had lately.
It seemed that he had been biking down a hill in Montreal on a beautiful spring day. He found himself wrapped up in the moment, biking down the side of the hill on a beautiful day, wind in his copious hair (damn him!), and offered a prayer to his chosen deity, which happened to be Eris upon which he ran into the side of a bus.
No, he was fine, he wasn't in a wheelchair in the con suite or anything.
Anyway, he mentioned that in order to offer his praryer, he'd crossed his arms across his chest and closed his eyes.
While biking down a hill.
He offered up that it may have been foolish to offer a prayer to the goddess of chaos while biking down a hill.
My suggestion was that it may have been more foolish to close his eyes to do so.
YMMV.
It seemed that he had been biking down a hill in Montreal on a beautiful spring day. He found himself wrapped up in the moment, biking down the side of the hill on a beautiful day, wind in his copious hair (damn him!), and offered a prayer to his chosen deity, which happened to be Eris upon which he ran into the side of a bus.
No, he was fine, he wasn't in a wheelchair in the con suite or anything.
Anyway, he mentioned that in order to offer his praryer, he'd crossed his arms across his chest and closed his eyes.
While biking down a hill.
He offered up that it may have been foolish to offer a prayer to the goddess of chaos while biking down a hill.
My suggestion was that it may have been more foolish to close his eyes to do so.
YMMV.
