(Photo: Would a daredevil or a dunderhead use this trampoline witnessed on a Marina City balcony?)
As we enter Memorial Day weekend 2006, I leave you to ponder the above photo, or perhaps the below one which affords a better view of the object in question. Indeed, that’s a trampoline. On a 38th-floor balcony. Three feet from the edge. Three-hundred and fifteen feet above the pavement.
Somewhere, perhaps near, perhaps far, but somewhere, I’m sure of it, there is a village missing an idiot. And missing a trampoline.