Blades.

I'm doing this because I love you.

Not because I'm mean.
Not because I'm heartless.
But because of love.

This week I was driving home from the waterpark with Crazy A, my best nine months pregnant friend.  (Spoiler alert:  That girl is going to have a baby.  Literally any minute.)  Our sunglasses were on, our feet were dangling out the car windows, and it was one of those idyllic summer afternoons that nearly reach the perfection of the summer afternoons of our childhood.

We stopped at a stoplight.  I looked out the window.  What I saw sent me into a fit of giggles and a mad dash for my camera phone.

You know, just some dude rollerblading at 4:00 in the afternoon in 100+ degree heat. 

WEARING LONG PANTS.
WEARING A HELMET.
WEARING A BACKPACK.
WEARING AN IPOD STRAPPED TO HIS ARM.
WEARING ROLLERBLADES.

NOT WEARING A SHIRT.

He's even half smiling for the picture. As if he knew that I was snapping this photo to later post it on my blog and have it go viral for him to become a worldwide phenomenon. (Please let it go viral!  Please let it go viral!  Out of everything I have ever written on this bloggy blog, please let THIS go insanely viral!)

Crazy A and I zoomed in on the picture and drove home and laughed and laughed and laughed.  I'm convinced that people like this exist solely for my entertainment purposes.

If this doesn't make you laugh, I can do nothing for you, people.