Rhythm stick
Taking up kendo.
Which is completely hysterical. Had to got watch a training session last
night before the course proper begins next monday. After some fairly
intense warm-up, the students have to take turns pretending to hit
eachother on their (unprotected) heads. The hit-ee has to lock eye
contact with the hitter despite the fact that the hitter is screaming
"MEN" into their face. What fun.
If I see it through, which I sincerely hope I do as the course is
slightleee expensive what with having to buy swords and bamboo hitting
sticks and jedi robes and things, I am going to be Mr Fit McFit. Lots of
repetetive movements and one armed waving of shinai. Also, painful
looking squat-rise-strike-squat proceedure.
Anyway, it'll be grand.
What else?
Lots of reading. I know now a lot more than I used to about the human
Vomeronasal Organ (or lack thereof) than I used to.
This blog is getting really, really boring.
Jesus. I'm going to have to do some things worth reporting.
My supervisor has asked me if I want to go to Australia.
My job's great.
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