Thursday, July 27, 2006

I love swords

I love swords. thought I'd say that. I got to cut on monday. It was a lot of fun. I got to cut a 1/2 goza, and a finished off someone else's too. Wish I could have cut more, but it's amazing how attendence spikes on cutting day. Four of us and the two sword senseis roll a butt load of gozas, which was a fun exercise in finger-curling and rubber band breaking. We rolled more than we ended up using so hopefully we can cut another time this summer.

Cutting was so good! So gratifying! I felt good knowing I didn't botch anything. I even cut a branch from a nearby tree (on purpose of course *giggle*). Nerdverd botched his cuts, and so did the new older guy. The older guy stuck his sword on every cut, and then afterwards, turns to his son and says, "that's a lot harder than I thought". I don't remember how his son cut. One of my karate senseis had hurt his shoulder really bad prior to class, and didn't think he could cut. Head sensei had him cut with a wakizashi with his good arm. He did pretty awesome for that. The sensei that took me to the hombo and the iai clinic cut amazingly. He works out a lot, so I wonder if that will help me too.

One of the kids dad's is a paparazzi nut. I'm surprised his kid could cut without being annoyed. He gave us all a CD of pics he took in October. I'm looking away in all of them because he took about 5000 shots that day. I've gotten used to it now.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Bored and hungry :(

Not much going on. It's been pouring on and off, and it's still hot. I have a nasty sinus infection that has lasted for two weeks. I'm also hungry and I want food. Dumplings, sushi, stir-fry, rice balls- if only I could cook! I'm stranded in my house with no food, and I can't get to class tonight because the roads are flooded. well, good time to reflect. Nerverd has mentioned bringing a few friends to class- a girl (which he met on the internet- insert your own joke here) who he says does chONaBARah *roll eyes*, and a friend and his dad who came to class monday. They used to do muso jikiden eishen ryu- the son did it for 4 years and the dad for 7. This is where my concern arises. They had been in the ryu long enough, surely, to learn how to cut properly- all style cut different, true, but these guys couldn't cut cheese. Their arms are bent, and their cuts are so off-level it looks like the wind is blowing their bokkens. I can tell from watching the dad that they did a lot of stuff from seiza, and not much standing work. And then, there's the matter of their swords. The dad's sword has purple wrap on it (bleh!) and has a 30" cutting edge. What the hell does he need 30" for? Those extra thick pumpkins, I guess. And the son has a sword that is sharpened only at the last 1/3rd of the edge. Hmmm. I guess I have to watch them a bit more. I fear that Nerdverd has been teaching them, making matters even worse. *sigh*

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Good Grief, even my dog can defeat me!


I think this drawing says it all, for what's happened to me the past few days. I am beginning to hate little kids. I know, it's wrong- still, I hear their little flapping mouths talk, and the grown-ups and I have fantasies about duck tape.