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I had a mishap. This was the largest scrap band that I found the other day and I was trying to roll it around the house to get it in our basement apartment to then roll it into the basement, aka my 'studio'. The other bands were lighter and smaller so I could walk them down the backdoor basement staircase.
This baby was too heavy and cumbersome so I rolled it around and came to this little hill. My roomate walked out and asked if I needed help and to prove I didn't I gave it a shove to roll it down the hill. I assumed it would crash on its side. It didn't. I watched in horror as it bobbed and popped its way merrily all the way to the pond. My roomate started yelling for me to get it so I ran (in flip flops) and got close but gave up. I just stood there screaming. It rolled with a final bounce into the air, straight to the bottom of the pond.
Had it been left to me I would have left it there...thats how much I hate ponds and think them vile, dirty and creepy bogs of terrible unknown woes. I owe my friend big time...the water was ice cold on a windy day. The pond isn't that deep but there is a good incline from the land, the first attempt I videotaped but had the camera vertical and haven't any way to edit that with free software. So you get the final installment of the attempt This is what life is like in my world...no kidding, there are always bizarre fiascos to contend with. Its like living in our own experimental bubble.