Friday high five.

2003-02-21 12:41 p.m.

1. What is your most prized material possession? Probably my green 1991 limited edition mazda miata. That or my beloved iBook with iPod. (It's iWonderful).

2. What item, that you currently own, have you had the longest? Probably the wool Neimen Marcus blankets on my bed. I also have some books from junior high that I still reread.

3. Are you a packrat? I try to throw stuff out on a regular basis. With that said, I tend to collect lots of books, kitchen gadgets, barware and shoes.

4. Do you prefer a spic-and-span clean house? Or is some clutter necessary to avoid the appearance of a museum? I always feel better when the house is clean but there will always be rotating stacks of reading material in the living room, diningroom table, bedroom and by the bathtub. I've found that I've gotten more clean house obsessive as I get older. I think I'm turning into my mother.

5. Do the rooms in your house have a theme? Or is it a mixture of knick-knacks here and there? My house is definitely Gothic-medieval-Victorian-retro-post-modern. Simon's bedroom (a bit of a misnomer as there's no bed and he just keeps his crap in there) has a nice steel blue nautical theme.

Bruises and joint locks.

2003-02-20 12:04 p.m.

Last night at kung fu was chi sao grappling. I have acquired exactly eighteen new bruises, most of them on my knees, shoulders and upper arms. I couldn't remember many joint locks. I know my basic arm bar and leg lock but found it hard to come up with the others on the fly. I did get to spend some time with the instructor working on a figure four arm lock. Pretty nice when you can get it to work, frustrating when you can't get the right angle. Speaking of arm locks; I bought tickets for Rumble at the Roseland 6 for Simon's birthday. There's even a chick fight scheduled! Cool.

You can't spell asphyxiate without ass.

2003-02-19 10:30 a.m.

Simon tried to kill everyone last night. He got a new camping tent for his birthday (even though his birthday isn't until next month) and set it up in the spare bedroom, which took up all the floor space. Then he decided to waterproof it. Indoors. The little bottle of spray clearly says "use in well ventilated area - like outside, you moron" but he still sprayed down the tent inside the bedroom with the doors closed. A little while later he came stumbling out, eyes red and watering, coughing and swearing. Then the fumes spread to the rest of the house and soon the cats and I were coughing and swearing at him. We dragged his tent outside into the back yard and tried to air out the house. This is almost as bad as the fart bomb incident.

Hey, it's my weblog as magnetic poetry! Turn your own blog into magnetic poetry.

Bag o' dirty tricks.

2003-02-18 10:39 a.m.

Went to go see Daredevil on Sunday afternoon. I think I would have enjoyed the movie more if I hadn't seen Spiderman. The special effects were cool but basically the same as Spiderman. Elektra's character was underdeveloped and killed off too soon. They make her out to be this great martial arts prodigy but the fight scenes she was in were badly choreographed. I admit, due to Jackie Chan I have very high expectations for martial arts choreography but Daredevil was just two pretty people pretending to be super tough. The story line did hold my interest and clipped along at a steady pace. Wait for it on video or for it to go to McMenamins so you can drink a couple of beers as you watch it.

Kung fu class last night was exceptional as I was the senior student (an a mere orange sash at that) and got to lead the five minute warm up! I've been waiting two years to get the nod from the instructor. I'd like to think I led a well balanced warm up of cardio and stretching. I also got to do some training which I enjoy. Then we focused on street fighting skills, which means dirty tricks: hair pulling, head butting, eye poking, foot stomping & pinching. Don't say I didn't warn you.

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