Datebook: Sunday, January 21st ~ 2007 (part 1)
Well as exciting as this event is going to be, it will not have you sitting on the edge of your seat—if it did you would plummet to what looks like thirty stories, to the concrete below.
Spokane is such a wonderful town. It is clean, it is friendly—probably the most cordial group of people in one zip code that I have ever met, there are plenty of great restaurants and shops, and it is beautiful. This event has been planned for years and the media and the spectators have embraced the skating community.
In their zest to get the bid for the competition they pulled out all the stops. Including putting in a temporary rink for the competition that was not there Thursday night and will be gone next Monday. This shows great motivation and initiative.
The problem is in the seating. The problem is in a venue that is sold-out and the majority of events are seated on temporary Junior High bleachers.
I don’t think you are getting the visual of this.
Today at the Novice Compulsory Dance event a record was set. There was a crowd of spectators that eventually went to standing room only. Those that found a seat on the 2 by 8 boards screwed metal poles were trapped because of three forces.
The first factor was that there are no assigned seats so it was scrunch time.
The second factor was that the term “open seating” takes on a whole new meaning when you are sitting 40 rows in the air with open space under your feet and under your seat. If you drop your coat, purse, or phone, it goes into the “dark hole”. Because you are allotted eight inches for your bottom and eight inches for your feet there is no room to maneuver if someone wants to sit to the right or left. So you sit there in fear while the seat sways if someone takes a sip of water, or chews on gum.
The third factor I must admit, might not apply to everyone. But after 2 hours of watching waltzes and pasos on a wooden bench that seemed to sway and bow in the middle, one of my body parts became rather numb and seemed to render my spine to and hip to a twisted mass of spastic in-action
It has been six hours and I am just starting to get feeling back to that area of my body and now I have to go back over to watch the Junior CD practice.
No progress has been made on the CW and my daughter’s room mate because of the hereforementioned posterior pain. Said daughter and room mate did mention that I needed to clarify that this is not a “stalking”. Of course not I said. It is an opportunity for two like-minded individuals to meet and greet at the end of the competition.
I thought I would plan an meeting place, like “Sleepless in Seattle”, where both could meet out of the eye of the skating public. I would just post, “CW please meet the X girl in the 5th booth of Spencers on Saturday night at 7:00”
“That would never work”, my daughter said, “There would be 50 girls there pretending they were the X girl. Plus that is pretty lame, you have to come up with something better than that.”
“Maybe we’ll throw him a stuffed animal with a coded message”
“Mom, you really need to get a hobby” she pauses, “It would have to be a pretty cool animal. Not a bear or something typical.”
No problem. I can shop and avoid the bleachers.
Mombo
Spokane is such a wonderful town. It is clean, it is friendly—probably the most cordial group of people in one zip code that I have ever met, there are plenty of great restaurants and shops, and it is beautiful. This event has been planned for years and the media and the spectators have embraced the skating community.
In their zest to get the bid for the competition they pulled out all the stops. Including putting in a temporary rink for the competition that was not there Thursday night and will be gone next Monday. This shows great motivation and initiative.
The problem is in the seating. The problem is in a venue that is sold-out and the majority of events are seated on temporary Junior High bleachers.
I don’t think you are getting the visual of this.
Today at the Novice Compulsory Dance event a record was set. There was a crowd of spectators that eventually went to standing room only. Those that found a seat on the 2 by 8 boards screwed metal poles were trapped because of three forces.
The first factor was that there are no assigned seats so it was scrunch time.
The second factor was that the term “open seating” takes on a whole new meaning when you are sitting 40 rows in the air with open space under your feet and under your seat. If you drop your coat, purse, or phone, it goes into the “dark hole”. Because you are allotted eight inches for your bottom and eight inches for your feet there is no room to maneuver if someone wants to sit to the right or left. So you sit there in fear while the seat sways if someone takes a sip of water, or chews on gum.
The third factor I must admit, might not apply to everyone. But after 2 hours of watching waltzes and pasos on a wooden bench that seemed to sway and bow in the middle, one of my body parts became rather numb and seemed to render my spine to and hip to a twisted mass of spastic in-action
It has been six hours and I am just starting to get feeling back to that area of my body and now I have to go back over to watch the Junior CD practice.
No progress has been made on the CW and my daughter’s room mate because of the hereforementioned posterior pain. Said daughter and room mate did mention that I needed to clarify that this is not a “stalking”. Of course not I said. It is an opportunity for two like-minded individuals to meet and greet at the end of the competition.
I thought I would plan an meeting place, like “Sleepless in Seattle”, where both could meet out of the eye of the skating public. I would just post, “CW please meet the X girl in the 5th booth of Spencers on Saturday night at 7:00”
“That would never work”, my daughter said, “There would be 50 girls there pretending they were the X girl. Plus that is pretty lame, you have to come up with something better than that.”
“Maybe we’ll throw him a stuffed animal with a coded message”
“Mom, you really need to get a hobby” she pauses, “It would have to be a pretty cool animal. Not a bear or something typical.”
No problem. I can shop and avoid the bleachers.
Mombo
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