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November 30, 2015

Around the same time in my so-called youth, I went horseback riding and ice skating.  I remember neither with fondness.  I felt sorry for the horse for having to endure the weight of any person, let alone the 65 pounds or so of a preteen crybaby who would have rather curled up in a stall with him instead and read to him select passages from an encyclopedia.  I felt sad for the skates that didn't have a chance of slicing any ice thanks to the fumbling feet contained within them who would have preferred to dance stupidly by a fireplace.