Top of the Rock
Mr. Beans had a major accomplishment last week. You see, Mr. Bean inherited his Grammy's anti-thrill gene. That means we don't seek out thrills. We're perfectly happy with both feet on the ground. People like us take a lot of ridiculing from the roller coaster riders in the world because we don't like roller coasters and we won't be coerced into riding a coaster just to make others happy.
(Well, actually a few years ago when Jillian's team won the judging contest at the World Show, I did let them talk me into riding that big wooden coaster at Six Flags in Arlington, Texas. Yes, the same coaster that woman just fell off of. I held on so tight during that ride that my hands swelled and I couldn't get my rings off for days. Chicken...yes, that's what I am and I'm not ashamed to say so.)
Anyway, back to the story about Mr. Beans. Mr. Beans has been challenged by climbing walls for years and he never quite makes it to the top. It's that anti-thrill gene.
Last week, however, he went to a climbing wall with his buddies from the summer program he attends. It's amazing what peer pressure can do. He not only made it to the top once, he made it four times! Woohoo! He had his teacher take a picture so there was proof.
Way to go Mr. Beans! Pappy and I are very proud of you!
Life
should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a
pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, in a cloud of
smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, 'Wow! What
a Ride! ~Hunter S. Thompson

Comments
I don't have that thrill gene either.