Monday the weather was absolutely beautiful here, so I decided I was going to clean my bearings because they were so horrendously filthy.
Oh hey let me take them completely apart because I know how to put them back together!
Oh hey I'm just gonna buy a whole new set of bearings because trying to put them back together really sucks!
Next anecdote takes a little bit of backstory: we have a skater whose brother is a referee, and their mother also
videotapes (
videotapes? what, is this 1993?)
records our bouts. She recorded Saturday's bout, and the ref and his sister were watching it. Apparently there were a lot of things not called, and at one point the jammer cut the track, and the ref's sister was like "Dammit, why did Queenie have to be there?!?!?" (because I called the cut). So that made me feel useful.
No word yet on what I'll be doing for the home teams bout on Sunday. At least I know I won't be HR.