What the hell?

All right. That’s it. I’m officially sick of our taijutsu class being treated like the family’s poor, stinky, bucktoothed step-cousin that no one wants to have visit.

Tonight was the second night in three weeks that some yahoo has double-booked the room that our class meets in. Both times we’ve been (more or less) gracious about giving up the space, but now it has to stop.

This is a college class, held at the college. Paying students (who are probably paying way too much) are in the class. We’ve been nice up to now, but I’m done being nice. Next time this happens, I’m fighting back.

Oh, don’t worry, Mom, I’m not gonna beat anyone with my bo, though the wet smacking sound it’d make would be particularly delightful. But taijutsu has tought me to be sneakier than that. No, what I’m going to do is smile and say, “Oh, you’re in this space, too? Delightful!” and continue to pull out mats. Then I’ll stretch out and start meditating.

You say trickery, I say tactics

Yeah, so apparently I’m too smart for my own good. Or something. My e-mail address that’s linked on my profile page is “ajvanbeestKILLSPAM@gmail.com.” If you want to mail me, you need to remove the “KILLSPAM” bit first so you’re just left with “ajvanbeest” at “gmail.com.”

I included the “KILLSPAM” bit in the address to keep my address from being harvested by spammers, not to make it an ordeal to e-mail me. Sorry, there, Suzie Q. E-mail.

Long day

Yeah, so it’s been a long wierd day. And I’m tired. And that’s all the damn post you’re going to get tonight. So go to bed and dream of large women.

Mine! And yours, too, maybe

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Geting organized

I’m trying to organize this blog a little more. Hence, the categorical subtitles for some of these posts. I figure ya’ll can figure out what they mean, and at some point, I’m going to create a page that has all of any given post category on it. But don’t hold your breath. It’s gonna be a while. And you’ll turn purple waiting.

That’s gonna leave a mark

A Dreamtime post

This morning, I had a dream that we were at a party with a bunch of people and some guy in the SCA was talking about his secret rank as one of the prince’s bodyguards and how he could totally take any and all comers in a fight.

Well, as I’m sure you can imagine, I’m not going to let that rest. Longish story short, the guy grabed this wierd wooden sword that’s curved and bent, a lot like the handle of a sickle and swung for me. I ducked, caught the sword, and twisted it so that while I was beating him with his own sword, I also disarmed him.

After the sword’s no longer a factor, I hit him in a couple pressure points, then dropped my hands to the floor so I could launch my feet into his chest. So that ended that fight. But then the guy tried to recruit me to join the freakin’ SCA. He told me all bout how this was the first time he had ever lost a fight, and how he hadn’t just lost, but been destroyed, and on and on. I gave him a polite “no thank you,” then invited him to class.

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