zenexistence

I had a grumpy day today and it's possible that our polo courts are done for, so I'm going to post plain ole' stupidity. Yay for stupidity.

First off, this is how I approached my rotten day:




And then there was this:




Which lead to this rationalization:




Which makes you want to:




Leading to:




And, finally:




The one thing that causes our small sport of bike polo to thrive is that we have secured area to play on a regular day(s), at a regular time. What we discovered about six months prior is a tennis court which is never used, which has lights and access 24-hours a day and has a security staff that seemed to ignore us and sometimes even watches us play.
Upon arrival at there tonight, we saw the court was covered with varying large patches of new surface, and large 55-gallon containers of what we're thinking is paint and sealant. So they're resurfacing and repainting the courts from what we can tell.
Lets use some common sense here; there's no way after they do all this work to the courts that they're going to allow bikes on there to fuck it all up.

So frustrating.

It's possible I'm being overly-paranoid but I really can't see this ending well.

So I guess it's off in search of another area to play, as it's smarter to be proactive as opposed to reactive in this endeavor.

But just ... fuuuuuuuuuck.