My Other Car Is a Zamboni
I have completed Zamboni Training School. I am not a licensed Zamboni driver, nor do I play one on TV (but I’d like a cameo in the adaptation of my upcoming hockey book as the Zamboni driver at South Mountain Arena), but at least now I know my way around the various knobs, levers and gas cylinders that grace the most graceful of slow rink participants.
The full scoop, including my weak explanation of why an ice cut involves more cutting than wiping, and how you might drive the Zamboni on a jailbreak, can be found over in my Sun Microsystems blog. This was too cool to just keep it here in my sports world.
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