Show Birdie Says Prays For More Foul Weather By DENNY BIRD To many more often known as the sudden postponement of the Snow carnival came as a nasty One of these unfortunates said that he felt like a man who has drunk a rather gamy glass of sparkling only to discover a dead mouse in the bottom of the The carnival queen herself sat caressing her newly-waxed occasionally blowing little bubbles and emitting sharp growls like a child who has taken aboard a load of and whose vitals arc just feeling the Bitter though the news was for for me there was no or gnashing of but a day set aside for fasting and during which I thanked Providence for the foul climactic To put the whole thing in a I am definitely not one who readily takes to I in scared stiff at the thought of wending my way down a 90 degree on the that I I in a moment of sheer promised my fraternity that I would represent them in the which I expected to follow closely on the lines of a Babylonian I received this impression from some of the folk I had seen after a day of said folk sustaining such things as compound fractures of the broken arms and split not to mention such minor injuries as the black plague and excess For the next I felt like a cat who has received a brisk blow in the lumbar about sums it You I had been skiing before and did I When I the ski bus was so smoky that some enterprising young lad with an eye to the future rather red tried to sell it as Coming down the smallest hill I could find was no less of an The hill was fully a half-mile in dotted with many Pausing only long enough to cross myself and say a brief I began my It was rather because I am admittedly a child in such matters as schussing and So I limited myself to a straight When I was halfway progressing nicely except that my ears had fallen I stopped by neatly crashing into a When I regained I made a hasty examination to find myself I descended the rest of the hill by the simple expedient of crawling on my knees and What happens Saturday rests with the gods |