I was reminded the other day of a time I ditched in high school. Someone had lent Drew a unicycle, and if they knew Drew at all, they knew that it would be the only way he was going to be getting around for a while.

So, being unable to practice unicycling in class, Drew, Dave and I left in Dave's car. Our first stop was down the road at the McLane High parking lot. I'm not sure how far we thought that one through. We were there for a few minutes before McLane security showed up. We piled back in the car, and Dave pulled an impressive job of peeling out just as the guy was reaching for the car. I was afraid we were going to run over his feet or something, but he was okay.

After that, we decided Fresno City College would be the most logical spot, where we would run into the least hassle. We just kind of wandered up and down the midway. Drew would get on the unicycle, ride a short way and lose balance, then come back and try again. I don't know of a better way to learn to ride. One security guard caught up with us, but he just wanted to give the unicycle a try. He was pretty good, but I forget what his story was for that.