A Wet Night for Bloggers on Ice
DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES —
“Hey, this isn’t ‘blogger on ice!'” chided Shannon, first of only a few of the assembled bloggers and friends to wander out onto the Pershing Square ice. The event could perhaps have been named “Bloggers on Chairs Next to the Ice” as 22 of us (and a number of pets) spent some time outdoors exchanging Christmas greetings, sharing trade secrets, and coming up with a number of reasons not to strap on skates. Eric did put on skates to join Sha and commenter Natural Lawyer, who, by the way, played hockey in college and is modest about his advanced skating skills, but proud that he once led his team in penalty minutes.
Later in the evening a steady rain added to a moment that brought two conflicting interpretations. Is ice skating in the rain the perfect anti-L.A. moment, combining two things considered foreign to us? Or is it instead the only-in-L.A. moment, as typically ice skating requires temperatures that lead instead to snow?
Among those in attendance was Ed Padgett, who writes over at his site that the night opened his eyes to a Pershing Square that didn't fit his memories. The yearly ice rink brings a great tease of the night-time activity the park could host if given a redesign that promotes use instead of concept.
And to add, if Pershing Square is ever under real consideration to be reconfigured, making the very popular ice rink larger should be at the top of the list.












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Hey, I got out on the ice!
Geez! Very disappointing that my neighbors would NOT get on the ice. I'm sorry. It is like going to a bar and not having a drink. Or going to a dance club and not dancing. Or going to the beach and not getting in the water or even wearing a bathing suit. Uh, what's the point? Dammit! Get in the game!
My neighbors are missing the entire pleasure of the ice rink. Ice skating is a visceral experience which one feels. See all those children struggling on the ice and having a blast? That's what it is about. It is not a passive experience like watching TV. It is not a simulation of reality like interacting with others through the internet. Then after deciding not to experience the ice rink, to stand around and philosophize like undergraduates. Can you imagine me and my friends sitting in a bar and talking about the wine list without actually drinking anything. I'm sorry, this is totally lame. You all are missing out on a fundamental downtown experience. Life is to be lived, not observed.
Then, to read about this Ed guy, who has worked downtown for 35 years (!), and how he lives in fear at venturing to Pershing Square. (Lock your doors. Close your mind.)He's surprised to see families walking about! Earth to Ed. Pershing Square -- The ice rink at Pershing Square has been open for ten years. Ten years! As I've pointed out to my downtown neighbors previously, these are the hardcore anti-downtown know-nothings. Uh, time to get out of the office, Ed; get out of the car. Time to walk around and see the world.