Bucket work

Here's a random tidbit. I'm not sure how many people are going to see this or care but it made me laugh.

I smile a lot. I tend to think its because I don't know what's going on, especially when working at the Bucket. So when a manager approached me and, unprompted, informed me my smile unnerves him (his exact words were "you've got a weird smile."), i let loose a laugh, partly because it struck me funny, partly because i didn't have anything else to say.

as anyone who has had the unfortunate luck to sit next to me during a funny movie can attest, my laugh is a cross between a foghorn and dog bark. aside from the very hard of hearing or very distant, few find it endearing.

but the look of utter repulsion on said manager's face upon hearing the laugh served only to get me going again, a little louder.

so the lesson today, kids, is the smile may be weird but wait till you get an earful of laughter. then you'll be asking for the smile.

Adventures in ski country

Went ziplining last Friday. I've never been and it seemed like a good idea. Dragged Kristine into the mix, because honestly who else would humor that kind of nonsense.

Zip lining (zipping?) aside, we stopped for some frozen deliciousness. No, the trash cans are not oversized ice cream cones to get your picture taken in. Go figure.

Oh were you aware that there is such a place as Pleasantville? No, really, it is North Conway. We drove by a little open park with a working water fountain and families frolicking about, mom-and-pop stores lining a two way mainstreet with clean sidewalks, not a graffited wall in sight. Dumbstruck, seriously, there were no words for at least half a minute. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop because no way, no way, does a place like that really exist.

Driving around, seeing (lots and lots of) mountains and greens, made the voyage damn good fun.