My most recent endeavor has been to start swimming again. I swam for something like 8 years of my life and have to admit that I really do miss it sometimes. So, I went down to the Queens pool. For those who haven't had the privilege of swimming here, let me explain this wonderland. I'm fairly certain that by taking just one breath while in the room, one ingests 100,000,000 fungal spores that spawn and latch on to you lungs to incubate for the next 20 years there. The growths on the walls and ceiling are impressive, but are nothing compared to those around the bottom of the pool near the filter at the bottom. The last time I was there, it was raining. Inside. I actually love it when that happens, though, there's a very derelict quality about our poor under-loved pool that I find very appealing in an indie film kind of way.
There's also a plaque on the wall near the door noting that QUOOP is responsible for getting a pool at Queens. QUOOP is the Queens University Order of the Pool, I think, but more importantly, is the best acronym ever.
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