It’s just not easy being me. Here’s the dealio:
Last weekend my parents had some golfing buddies over to play cards, and I got to play too! Somehow the talk turned to icky things that make me want to yell, “Go get a secret, secluded room!!!” I’ll just give you one line, and leave it to your imaginations: “Oooh! Is that Latex?” *Tiger Lilly sobbing in the backround.* Why me?
After that, the talk turned to celebrities. Mainly, how stupid it is that all the TV talks about is Anna Nicole Smith and Britney. Zzzz… I’m sorry, how stupid is it to talk about how stupid the TV is? I just don’t an attention span for that. To be fair, there was good stuff, too. We had Chocolate Turtle Cake! *Hallelujuah Angel chorus in the backround.*
Then, last Tuesday I had double Tae Kwon Do. The first class was the normal one: running, hitting, kicking, sparring, practicing forms. The second class was the Special Martial Arts Training Program (SMATP). No, that doesn’t describe the sound we often make, and it’s not ‘special’ as in mental, but special as in WEAPONS!!! (No, Kevin, not guns.)
There are only three people in the SMATP because the test to get in is really hard. But one of our people has not shown up for about 5 weeks. He has Bronchitis. ANYWAY, in the second class I practiced my sweet Boe Staff formation. Then I got to throw the other student. Who is 16. And is a black belt. But Master Yu decreed it, and it’s best not to upset Master Yu (sixth degree black belt and all that). There are actually a few techniques to throwing people, and most of them involve your shoulder. Somehow I strained my thigh muscles. We were training for the demonstration that we have to do at the promotion test next Saturday. Yep, that’s right, I’m on a Demo Team!
Ciao for now, peeps!