Oooookaaayyy

So I was on my way to the gym yesterday and ran into a permutation of a recently occurring pattern of clusterfuck, road work compounded with some construction company excavating on the approach to the main road, and had to detour through some narrow neighborhood streets which are staples of my speedwalk route. One of them is slightly obstructed by a large, ballasted basketball hoop and backboard.

On this occasion, there was someone under the basketball whatsit. Only he did not appear to be practicing his shots. At closer approach, I saw a man easily my age — white-haired, at least what you could see under a ball cap, with a wiry runner’s build, cruising a skateboard in circles around the street beneath the basket and holding at present-arms a hockey stick.

Sorry no photos. I kind of didn’t want to slow down.