The Fall

In an effort to fill the massive amount of time before today’s wedding I went to play frisbee golf at a park nearby. It was only 9 holes, but seemed like a good time waster and I haven’t played in a long time.

After a decent 9 holes (+2 for 9 holes, not bad for a year off) I decided to play a second round. On the second hole I threw a high disc and it landed in a tree about fifteen-twenty feet off the ground. I shook the tree mightly and it did not fall. I resorted to the old “knock the stuck disc out with another disc” trick. First throw and the second disc got stuck right up next to the first one.

I shook with more gusto to no avail. In fact on the second shaking go around the branch I was holding tore in half (I should have paid more attention to this incident).

I was getting pretty angry (i had headphones on so I didn’t hear myself cursing, but I was). I opted to climb the tree. This wasn’t an easy thing to do. The tree was covered with spikes, making holding onto it a pain. It was difficult to climb for other reasons too. It was intertwined with several smaller trees (spikes every where) which left no real easy path up. After a switch ten foot climb I had to circle around the tree.

I hung from one branch, grasped onto a branch to the left, hefted my around a small intwined tree and was hanging from the branch looking for footing when it cracked and then fell, with me attached.

I landed on my feet and fell backwards onto of many spiky branches.

I was very angry now and a good deal of blood covered my left hand. I grabbed the water bottle I had and hucked it into the tree trying to dislodge the frisbees. It just got stuck itself (I’m not kidding). I grabbed two branches in each hand and shook with all my might. This time all three objects came down.

Upon cleaning my hand I found the scratches to not be too bad. But it does feel like someone stomped on the back of my left hand. I took ibuprofen to dull the pain (making a fist hurts). I have scratches up and down my arms and a cut on my right calf (I’m guessing that a spike when through my jeans).

But I got my frisbees.

NaNoWriMo

A few years ago I tried to do NaNoWriMo. NaNoWriMo as you obviously already know is NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth. I had thought about doing it again this year. The goal is to write a 50,000 word novel during the month of November. Obviously I didn’t achieve that when I tried years ago and I haven’t started so I’m not on pace now.

However in my information search about NaNoWriMo I came across an idea called the 750 Words. Every morning you write 750 words. About anything that’s on your mind or anything at all. I figure there’s a few reasons for the 750 words. One it allows you to get anything on your mind off it to start the day write. Two it gets you writing on a daily basis. Three it seems to me that 750 words is just long enough to make you not only write out what you are thinking of (or your initial idea) but also force you to expand upon it. Which is not an easy skill.

So I will write on my blog everyday in November from here on out. 750 words (if I have a word count available to me that is). But 750 words is nothing to shake a stick about. I’m not even close with this entry.

But… Uhm… the 750 doesn’t start til tomorrow. Its Saturday. The end of the week. I need to start fresh tomorrow. So expect a 750 word entry tomorrow. If nothing else I’ll use my Rory’s Story Cubes to get some ideas of what to write about.

However I am kind of excited. I think I may like to turn my blog into a slightly more introspective thing. Or at least make it more personal and full of my thoughts as opposed to a collection of incidents. And having a daily blog piece might correlate nicely to my daily drawings. Of which I still try to do, but need to get much more better at scanning them.

The only off limit thingis work. I refuse to write about workon my blog (other than to say I had a longday, or hard day, or maybe was frustrated at work). No details though.

Huh

Dropped Sam to get ready for the wedding we are attending this weekend. I now have just over 9 hours to spend in West Chester, Ohio before the wedding starts.

Hope there’s a bookstore nearby.

A full weekend

My Friday went something like this:

5:30am – Wake Up
6:25am – Leave for work
6:55am – Arrive at work
8:55pm – Leave Work
9:20pm – Arrive at home – Relax at home with Sam and watching some tv, pass out around midnight

There for I spent my weekend trying to relax in every possible way.  Natural History Museum, Cleveland Museum of Art, Horror Movies and relaxing on the couch, eating at Benihana’s (Japanese Hibachi Grill), some indulgence shopping at World Market (strange junk food heaven), and browsing at Half-Priced Books.

Fire

Using Mazzy Star to strengthen my calm demeanor facade this morning in the hopes of preventing me from exploding and going off on the first person I talk to today.