One day I’m going to go skydiving.
I’m not sure when it’ll happen. It may be on an exotic vacation, it may be an unorthodox birthday celebration, or it may be because I made a spur-of-the-moment decision to join the Skydiving Club. Whatever happens, just make sure I’m not the one in charge of pulling the chute. I don’t want to have a mid-air brain fart and find myself suddenly aiming for a suburban swimming pool like the disgruntled Human Torch. That’s one of my favorite Grand Theft Auto meta-games. Leap out of a helicopter over the Hollywood Hills in GTA V and try not to hurtle towards some starlet’s backyard when you see a tiny, shimmering blue rectangle in the distance. I dare you.
Until that moment, I’ll seek thrills in a much more restrained manner. And, as a resident of the tri-state area, I know a perfect place to look.
I’m not sure when it’ll happen. It may be on an exotic vacation, it may be an unorthodox birthday celebration, or it may be because I made a spur-of-the-moment decision to join the Skydiving Club. Whatever happens, just make sure I’m not the one in charge of pulling the chute. I don’t want to have a mid-air brain fart and find myself suddenly aiming for a suburban swimming pool like the disgruntled Human Torch. That’s one of my favorite Grand Theft Auto meta-games. Leap out of a helicopter over the Hollywood Hills in GTA V and try not to hurtle towards some starlet’s backyard when you see a tiny, shimmering blue rectangle in the distance. I dare you.
Until that moment, I’ll seek thrills in a much more restrained manner. And, as a resident of the tri-state area, I know a perfect place to look.