Today I was given the job of telling people where to put their explosives so they can blow up a little mountain. Naturally I'm running around, up and down the mountain to get these points in a quickly as possible so I can see something explode. I was up on top of the mountain and I only had one more point to set. It was only about 50 feet away, but that 50 feet just happened to be straight down. I had to make the choice of taking the long and easy route back the way I'd come or the quick and deadly path. I chose quick and deadly. I stepped off the side and immediately started a mini avalance. I was skiing as much as stepping, It was actually pretty fun. You ever use those horizontal people movers in airports or other big buildings? You know when you step off the moving belt and onto nonmoving ground and you always almost trip? I slipped stepped down the mountain, then hit the bottom and almost tripped. My only saving move was to try running fast enought for my feet to catch up to my head. I almost made it to, then I stepped on a rock that rolled over and I went down and smacked my knee on another rock. I hate hitting my knees on things, but I'll live. The real reason I wrote this message was to let you all know...I"M GONNA BLOW SOMETHING UP!