Who owns ya, baby?....

Tonight was an hour and a half of a really odd discussion of who owns the team...feels like some of us don't know all the facts behind this near mutiny...I say put it all in writing and we all either agree or do not agree...viola...a voluntary association is born....What strikes me, now that this bit of business has been discussed, is that there are more rules to follow from the team committee than the board...

Especially annoying from tonight's agenda was the "Some girls just want to skate, and others want to be on a roller derby team"...Ummmm....? What? Some girls want to skate on a roller derby team and not be on any fucking committees raising money, sponsors, etc...

Luckily one of the Board members smokes...great time to not just smoke..but yack as well...Nice man. Good to know I can skate from 8-3 weekdays if I can get someone to come down and open the rink...


At 10:05 pm...my dear friend "Vintage Barbie" asks me if I want to skate until practice is over...and some ladies went to Zanes for a drinkfest (must have been the one's who want to 'be a roller derby team, as opposed to the one's who "just want to skate") ...[rolls eyes]. So I put on my skates, sans my protective equipment, grabbed my Zune and hit the floor...I knew my skates felt loose or something..but I thought they were just acting up, trying to separate from me now that they KNOW my NEW skates fit fine...Then

BLAM!

I look down, realize I'm going to fall and see my lace coming from under the wheels..They weren't tied enough...! Leaving me with 2 things, my first fall...(luckily in front of only the coach and a few teamates...) and a bruise my left knee....

Kinda cool... :) And no more fear of falling...

Rolling....onward...