Ten Tentacles - So many arms, so little time.

So, yeah. Kids say the darndest things. Sometimes, though, I just marvel at The Boy’s cognitive leaps. Case in point, the conversation below. He saw me doing pull-ups one day and wanted to do them also. We started with dead-hangs from a broom handle that I hold up for him.

I wonder if I could use that for other things?

Yeah, that doesn’t quite work…

Gotta love saber, man, if for no other reason than you really know you were in it when it’s all said and done. I rarely come home with bruises on foil nights, but saber is a whole other story.

The bruise pictured above is one of three I came home with after Wednesday night’s saber. The other two are on my right bicep and left shoulder respectively. The one on my bicep, it should be noted, is in a spot protected by three layers of heavy nylon: the lame, the jacket, and the under-arm guard. All three bruises, also, were dealt by the same opponent. He hits very hard.

I never really feel these bruises, though, until well after when I am driving home. I’m not into pain, or anything, but despite the fact that I get markedly more abused in saber than foil, I really think I like saber best. We’ll see if that still holds true after this coming Monday night’s foil. It may be that I have to drop to one night of fencing a week in the Fall/Winter, due to scheduling conflicts. As such, it’s sort of becoming important for me to figure out which I like best.

In other news, Serenity! It may actually be, shock of shocks, that I don’t go and see this tonight. This is because The Wife and I are considering a Serenity / Corpse Bride double-feature tomorrow afternoon. We’ll see. While The Boy and I appear to have recovered from the Mondoshawan Death Flu, The Wife is still a little under the weather. That will be a determining factor as to when we go and whether we sit through a double-feature or not. Either way, I am really looking forward to both movies.

Also, the sprain appears to be healed, and Alton Brown may have saved my Garlic Knots. We’ll see when I try to make them again this weekend.

I spotted these over on chrisdiclerico.com, and I just had to share them.

• How a movie trailer can trick you.
• Napoleon and Pedro pimp the Ohio State Fair.

Enjoy!

Can you sprain your urethra? I’m just curious because I think I sprained mine. I’ve been drinking lots of water lately, and anyone who knows me knows I have Tiny Bladder Syndrome™. For those of you who don’t know me well enough to know this, Tiny Bladder Syndrome™ means I am constantly having to pee; I can’t take more than a two hour road trip without having to stop to pee. I barely make my one hour commute to work without having to stop. In any event, all the extra water is making with the constant having to pee, hence the sprained urethra.

If you can sprain your urethra, what would you do for it? The prospect of icing it (unless we’re talking about applying some sugary confection that would then be licked off, but I don’t see how that would help my sprain) isn’t a pleasant one and I can’t even conceive of how I would go about elevating it.

Is it ice or heat for a sprain? Heat might not be so bad.

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When you see a Firefly quote on your Friends List, you must post too!

     Zoe (to Wash): “Remember that sex we were going to have? Ever?”

September 30th is Serenity opening night!

Ok, this dude is my new hero. I don’t even know his name, but his dedication to napping has inspired me to new heights. I mean, look at him. He’s, he’s sleeping on a fracking chain! Balanced on a chain!

I have to give him a name! I will call him, Kasui Tenshu, which, as far as I can tell, means “Nap God” in Japanese. It probably actually means, “Wielder of the Purple Sausage“, but who cares!

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Jack You scored 58% kindness, 41% courage, 44% seedy past, and 79% secretiveness!

“We’re not savages, Kate. Not yet.” You are Jack. You are compassionate, heroic, and a bit of a martyr. You are brave and a natural leader. However, you shouldn’t keep so much bottled up inside. You are so busy taking care of others that you have no time or energy to take care of yourself. Take a load off once in a while and play some golf with Hurley. You need to relax pretty soon or else you’ll be no good for anyone anymore - including yourself!

And they are done!

Ok, dough has risen and knots are tied.