May Have Been A Bad Idea

This weekend I went to the annual ski jumping comeptition held here in CT. That's not me. I go to watch, as I am far to much of a pussy to ever willingly hurl myself off a 50' ramp wearing only skis. Mind you, the competititon included a 10 year old who managed to fly about 180' before gliding gracefully to a halt. I would probably just topple over the edge of the jump and then roll to the bottom of the hill.

While there, I purchased two cowbells. One pink, one blue. They sell them as fundraisers every year. This year I got one for the boy, one for the girl. Then I rang them while the skiers came down the jump. Allegedly this inspires them to jump farther. Frankly I think this is bullshit, as I doubt they can hear anything in those helmets, other than the rational part of what passes for their minds saying "and why did you think it was a good idea to push off the bar?" But I guess it gives the crowd something to do besides hurl snowballs at the jumpers. Which it turns out is frowned on, although I still say they're missing out on a chance to increase crowds with that rule.

When I returned hom I presented the bells to their respective recipients, with the warning that if I heard them inside the house, I would probably kill the bell holder. My daughter looks at the bell and excitedly announces "Daddy, you know what? The next time I get sick I could stay in bed and if I wanted something I could ring this for Mommy to come upstairs!"

I responded the only proper way. "Just wait until Daddy's at work, OK sweetie?"