About a month ago the infamous, twinkly eyed Bob Jackson told me about The Lying Down Game. And then, immediately after he told me about it, Gawker kept finding all these incidents of people taking planking too far. Everyday it seemed there was a new planking incident. So, I was afraid to even do this whole planking thing since idiots were dying in the streets planking. They're even doing it at the Apple store, so you know it's cool.
So yesterday I went out planking after work and made Scott come along to take pictures. He did zero planking. He was afraid someone would say, "You shouldn't be here." And then, I suppose they'd probably citizen's arrest us and throw us in citizen jail. No one told us we shouldn't be anywhere.
Here's me planking in the garden of the church across the street. I can't explain how strange it feels to be laying face down somewhere you normally wouldn't. Which is...anywhere really. It's just not a common way to lay, obviously.