I didn't think I'd be WeNiS blogging this week. I got up on Wednesday morning, full of vim and vigour, slapped on my skates, went out the front door, saw it was raining and turned right back around. Wet roads and skates are two great things that don't go well together.
Jump forward twelve hours with me and the weather is (of course) fantastic, but by that time it's far too late, and I'm heading to the PickMeUp party (which was really good, and I have to say, PickMeUp readers all seem like really interesting, creative, friendly people. You should sign up. Unfortunately I had a bit too much to drink and am not in the best shape for work this morning), which was on Wardour Street, which means that from work I have walk down Great Portland Street and cross Oxford Street. So, right as I'm about to cross Oxford Street, whaddya know, the WeNis comes right by me! Every time I get out ... it drags me back in.
I only had my camera phone on me, but I managed to take a few good pics. It was really interesting to be an observer rather than a participator- you'd don't appreciate how big the skate is until the whole thing rushes by you from end to end. I also got a sense of the energy that comes from the skate- not just from the skaters, but from the people watching on the street; everyone stopped and turned and gasped. I was definitely not the only person scrambling for my camera. Great stuff.
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I know no dudes that "flow" like that.
But then most of the dudes I know don't slow my browser to a crawl with movies, Java thingies and whopping great big images....
/annoyed
(but not really).
The high-bandwidth required to view the site keeps out all the low-bandwidth riff-raff. It's more of a security measure than anything else.