Spring is here, and a 4 mile run never felt so good.
It’s the least I could do since I missed jiu-jitsu last week. That technically broke one of my resolutions (to go each week unless I had a good reason) but thankfully the spirit of the resolution lives on and I will still go more often than previously.
A short film by hobbyists.
Good action, good effects, moving story, awesome tone.
(The dialog is from an authentic 1861 Civil War love letter.)
Saw the new Simon Pegg flick Saturday with Faye.
I liked it, not as funny as Shaun of the Dead, or Hot Fuzz, but still good.
A few of the dramatic elements were overplayed. (Montages ran a little long, as did gripping slomo scenes)
Before the movie we had the worst dinner ever.
Everything was awful, to the point that it was actually enjoyably funny like a B-Movie.
Here is a picture of the toilet water. The one on the right was off color and very off-taste. (Faye immediately horfed it back into the cup) Not sure if it will show up on film well but it was obvious.
Also in the restroom I saw some graffiti I liked. Taking pictures of graffiti is kind of a hobby of mine, though I’m not sure I’ve posted much of it online. I’ll start now.
I find it interesting what messages people want to share badly enough to break the law.
Had a great time at Remedy with Faye.
Got to meet some more of her friends.
Ok, I was out drinking all night with Faye, and got up at 5am all zippity-doo-da.
What’s that all about?
On a good day I don’t get up that early, much less bursting with energy. It was like an opposite-hangover.
I blame her for this inconvenient good mood.
Edit: In retrospect, this ended The Great Gnome Invasion. Previously my neighbor called the city about my grass so I started collecting lawn gnomes and made them all face him instead of the road. This enraged him into petty acts which were fuel on my fire. But I got up early that day and shoveled his sidewalk in addition to mine, so later in the spring he mowed my grass for me and the gnomes all turned away. I consider it an uneasy truce.
A true friend who comes gets you when you aren’t good to drive.
Turned out to be great Friday.
Thanks Faye for a great weekend and a fun first date at the Tavern.
(and second bowling, and third at the library)
Wow, sometimes the silliest phone calls mean the most.
This is the first video I’ve made of me slinging.
Many people don’t understand the difference between a sling and a slingshot. A sling is not stretchy. It’s just a flat piece of cloth and 2 strings.
They were used by the ancient Greeks, Egyptians and even before that. Range and lethality were on par with bows of the time.
Take that Goliath!
http://slinging.org
(Music is “Little People” from Les Miserables)