Aside from one minor event yesterday was by all accounts a great day.
Skied Sunshine.....the snow was AWESOME, it wasn't all that busy so I managed to get in a ton of vertical, could have been a little warmer but I'm not complaining. Also nice that I spent the day with an ex-GF who was in a great mood and more than a little amorous. Drove back to Calgary, stopped at my place where we both got cleaned up and changed and then headed out for dinner. Went downtown and weaseled my way into a table at the King and I without a reservation (every now and then it pays to know people) and had a great dinner!
For any of your not familiar with the King and I its a Thai restaurant that IMO offers up a lot of yummy food.
We left the restaurant at ~11:30 and as we were walking back to my truck this young punk steps out from an unlit parkade, walks right in front of us and then says "give me your money!" I'm not about to hand over my cash to some dink so I tell him to fuck off, at which point he pulls out a knife. OK, I wasn't prepared for that but I still didn't have any intention of giving him my money. I tell the puke I need to get the wallet from my jacket and as I pull my hand out (sans wallet) I step towards him and give him a shot to his neck and wind pipe with my knuckles. He drops the knife and I take another shot to the side of his empty head. I must have connected pretty good as he falls back and is bitching and moaning about how his head hurt. I get him flipped over and onto his stomach and as I have my knee pressed into the back of his neck I tell the ex to call the cops.
The little turd is now whining and wants me to let him go. Fuck that noise, he's in for the duration. Cops show up rather quickly and take the fucker into custody and then tell me I need to go to the district HQ and complete my witness statement
Skied Sunshine.....the snow was AWESOME, it wasn't all that busy so I managed to get in a ton of vertical, could have been a little warmer but I'm not complaining. Also nice that I spent the day with an ex-GF who was in a great mood and more than a little amorous. Drove back to Calgary, stopped at my place where we both got cleaned up and changed and then headed out for dinner. Went downtown and weaseled my way into a table at the King and I without a reservation (every now and then it pays to know people) and had a great dinner!
We left the restaurant at ~11:30 and as we were walking back to my truck this young punk steps out from an unlit parkade, walks right in front of us and then says "give me your money!" I'm not about to hand over my cash to some dink so I tell him to fuck off, at which point he pulls out a knife. OK, I wasn't prepared for that but I still didn't have any intention of giving him my money. I tell the puke I need to get the wallet from my jacket and as I pull my hand out (sans wallet) I step towards him and give him a shot to his neck and wind pipe with my knuckles. He drops the knife and I take another shot to the side of his empty head. I must have connected pretty good as he falls back and is bitching and moaning about how his head hurt. I get him flipped over and onto his stomach and as I have my knee pressed into the back of his neck I tell the ex to call the cops.
The little turd is now whining and wants me to let him go. Fuck that noise, he's in for the duration. Cops show up rather quickly and take the fucker into custody and then tell me I need to go to the district HQ and complete my witness statement





