youngmrp

I am waaay to cool for school.

And awwaaaaay I go!

Really...if you sit and stare long enough, anything will eventually make sense.

Except if that thing is any of you guessing what I am specifically referring to.

If anyone DOES guess correctly, then they may have the first successful piece of fruition.

So my epic plans for the day were interrupted when I learned there would be a "party" at my house tonight. So we had to clean up everything. Awesome. I mean...it needed to be done...but still. So now I've been productive for a few hours. Time to goof off, methinks.

I think after some sleep, I am going to play video games all day. At some point, I need to fuss with a hodge-podge of rapier furniture in the hopes of producing a functional weapon. Really, I can only do so much without a welding torch. And a really small rat-tail file.

Then it's study study study. Exciting times we live in.

Since we are learning about Will's views and thoughts tonight...

I haven't slept well for weeks, averaging about 4 hours a night (day). This has all sorts of effects on things. I think I finally figured out what was causing me trouble. So...I am a compulsive planner who constantly revises everything. However, my follow through is usually very lack luster. This has recently been displayed by my control of finances over the lest few months. I have much pondering to do followed by iron-willed conviction before I see it through. All I really want is to comfortably sleep 8 hours right now.

Will's ultimate goal and hope for the fencing community is that it will always be hard and difficult. You have to claw your way up the food chain. Anyone who contributes towards this goal gets my support and respect. Anyone who doesn't? I usually don't spend much thought on them (which is not totally true since Will overthinks everything).

This unfortunately leads to social issues I'd rather not see or deal with.

For whatever reason, me+fencing=destroyed gear. My swords do alright, but I tear through shoes and garb. I am about to rip the buttons off the top half of my doublets, and the slops/breeches are tearing in every direction. Obviously, they haven't made a fabric or design that can keep up with my skillz.

I need to do some thinking about how I want my gear to function...and then learn how to sew so I can make it happen.

So whay have all of the few shows I actually watch decided they are too cool to actually write new episodes?

Someday, I think, I will be a viking...or maybe a finn...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BAsqh_t24PM&feature=related

Edit: I'm pretty sure that was the Rapier Champs tourney...

Nothing exists in a vacuum.

Things are always simple, just rarely conclusive.

This further strengthens my theory that the secret to drawing LJ comments is to talk without saying anything.....

Lame. Waaaaay lame.

and in other news: Awesome!

So I'll admit that I watch the show Fringe. Although they deal with outlandish technology, there is always a basic truth to it. Well, at least it started that way. The current season is getting more and more far-fetched without trying to explain itself at all.

I loooved the season one episode where the bad-guys used some sort of matter-resonance device to make solid matter permeable. That's conceivable, if not anytime soon. I especially liked how they "researched" the formula through perfection of math-derived phenomenon, like music. The show also had the reoccurring memory interface based on serious hallucinogenic drugs. Also conceivable. Genetic hybrids? Sure.

Now they are doing silly stuff like shape shifters with mercury for blood. They waste their "Mr. Wizard" moments on easy stuff, lie the "particle exclusion" theory. Duh! Everyone knows that one. I understand that the bad-guys are supposed to have the "technology far advanced enough to seem like magic" thing going on, but really? Crystalline people bombs? Bleh!

http://www.bogpages.com/SCA-photographs/Pennsic-Wars/Pennsic38Friday/9888511_E5HEK#673620280_2BNUg-A-LB

I remember this moment. The guy with the polearm was very nice to me.

I think I may need to start trying that whole "point your slops to your doublet" thing. My natural waist and...um...modern waist(?) are a distance from eachother and my fencing shirt keeps getting exposed. That's kind of an armor failure...and definitely a fashion failure!

So there is a festival in Carmichael this weekend that is focused around halupki. I LOVE halupki.

I am almost tempted to skip out on the QRC. I mean...halupki made by real eastern european grandmothers!!!

I just got the Fed-Ex notice saying my helmet is in the mail.

I love when your retaping or changing tips on a rapier, cuz you get to take a few shots at a cardboard box with just the metal. It reminds you that you are using a weapon, and that it takes technique to do everything. Even just stabbing through a piece of cardboard takes some precision....

I need to get a sharp someday...