We don’t all become our parents… but most of us are more like them that we can perceive.
Just don’t point it out to anybody. You’re not out to start a fight nor nothin’.
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You see those documentaries about the earliest hot dog skaters, dropping into empty swimming pools and riding crazy up to the edges and all. And you can’t help but think…
That’s not their back yard. Who’s pool is that and when are they gonna come busting out of the house with a shotgun?
I’d like to point out that, aside from meaning to give combustable fuel to an engine, “throttle” can also mean to choke someone.
So, “throttle back” could mean to choke someone who’s been choking you… couldn’t it?
Yikes.
I enjoy watching Big Bang Theory now. I came around to it after being told for years that I should watch it.
But I like the way they write the characters. It feels like they’ve got a handle on each character, and the handle isn’t always spelled out, you know? As time goes on, they tease out the different drives behind everyone’s quirks.
And I get to do that here, too. I won’t bother to bore you with WHY everyone behaves the way they do, but you’ve teased out a little about everyone as we go, haven’t you?
And remember, like Sherlock and Dr. Who, the characters are never above lying about to to themselves.
Fun, right?
We just saw a video of someone cranking a turkey leg off the bird in our kayaking class.
But after that video, man, we were careful to do it right.
Kkkkrrrrrreeegggtttchhhhh!
Grawlix. I’ve told you that word before, haven’t I?
There’s a right way and a wrong way to do anything.
I sit in on my son’s violin lessons and take notes for him, Suzuki Class style. The last two lessons have mostly been about him correcting some posture habits that, if successful, will allow him to relax his left thumb just that little bit and thus result in a bigger, cleaner sound. Who’d have thought that the way you hold your opposite shoulder and bend your opposite elbow would eventually cause you to over-extend your thumb and mess up the tone of your playing?
Likewise with kayaking. Who’d have thought that hanging upside down and banging your head on the rocks as you pass wrong-way-up through a rapid could have an adverse effect on the way you hold your shoulders?
I may have had some elements of that last part transposed.
It’s like playing Dungeons & Dragons.
Your first time, you spend WAY longer than you think you should, just to create a character. Then, after burning an hour or so on that, your character is eaten by, I dunno, a Gelatinous Cube in the first five minutes.
You don’t have to spend another hour making another character, though… so you play the next game, and the next.
… So, if you had to re-outfit your boat and re-learn how to wet-exit every time you kayaked, you wouldn’t do it. But after you got that boat fitted out right, well, why NOT fall out of it a couple more times?
Today we have a guest.
It’s Viking Overlord! He’s wandered in from his own webcomic that you can access by clicking on the image below.
So yeah, when other cartoon characters break a paddle… or oar… who else would they come to? Blondie? Opus? The Buckets? Heck no. They, like you, come here.
Now, go visit Viking Overlord! Tell ’em I says, “Hey!”
Also, oars fit into oarlocks, see, and you row with them, facing backward if you need speed but facing forward if you merely need to steer. Paddles, on the other hand, you paddle with those- meaning you hold both the handle and the middle of the paddle, thus becoming the fulcrum yourself (instead of the oarlock being the fulcrum) and you face the front of the boat all the time, no matter which direction the boat’s facing. Paddle… Oar… it’s important, people. “So ends your daily sermonette.”
I remember taking kayaking lessons at the local university. Everyone was really, really excited to learn to roll the boats. It was what kayaks were known for, after all.
Imagine everyone’s disappointment when the first thing we had to do was… learn to get in the boats without breaking them.
Ah, fiberglass kayaks and concrete pools. Them was the days.
