I am soooooo looking forward to November 4th. On that date, we will finally cast our vote and will end all this campaign circus. Also on that date, I will hop in a plane and fly to Florence. Yay me!
Of course, that means that I will cast my vote in the morning, hop into that plane in the evening, and remain totally ignorant about who actually won the election until my plane arrives to Paris. I will be checking my text messages by then.
Gah! The suspense!
On other news, my dear son, El Brato, rear ended someone last afternoon and may have totalled the car. Thankfully, no one was hurt but the front of his car now looks like an accordion worthy of an appearance at the Grand Ole Opry -- which is what the car was supposed to do in the first place. So it's okay. The other car only suffered minor scratches.
Of course, El Brato was not happy. "Forget about me!" he wails. "My car got screwed up!"
"Yes, my dear," I say. "Your car can be fixed, replaced or towed. You, on the other hand, not so much." Ditto for the people in the other car.
Thank God for small favors.
Also thankfully, he didn't get a ticket but just a warning. The slick conditions of the road in a rainy afternoon were such that the cop said he was surprised that more accidents had not happened.
As you can imagine, I was in no mood for fencing practice. However, I am glad that ballistabob dragged me there. Fencing makes my endorphins kick in, lifting my mood in the process.
On that note, I decided to start playing with my new 40" blade. This is the one that I refurbished right before Pennsic because I wanted a longer blade for melees. (Old guard, new blade.) This also means that I had not really tested it before getting there and, after doing a couple of trial passes with dante_di_pietro at the Pennsic battlefield, I decided that going out there with an untested blade was not a good idea.
This blade is considerably heavier than my usual 37" "Needle." And because it is a new Darkwood blade rigged into an old school Darkwood guard, it took some work to put it together. As a result, this weapon, alghough sweet, is a bit more tip heavy than I am accustomed to.
But last night I whipped it out and gave it another try. Much to my surprise, I liked it. True, it is an entirely different game. I cannot move it as fast at my Needle. On the other hand, I can do a number of other moves based on counterweights and all of a sudden I've got reach!
Gotta love the laws of physics.
The other thing that we've been doing and that's working very well is fighting on a bear-pit, and switching weapons forms every time we lose. It makes for a very entertaining practice since you rarely match forms at all. If you do, it's a freaky coincidence. When each indificual switches forms every time he's booted out of the pit, say going from single rapier, to rapier and dagger, to rapier and buckler, etc., and this switching is not synchronized with the other fighters, it is not easy to match. This is not only a lot of fun, but it takes all of us out of our comfort zones. Or at least puts us in our discomfort ones. At any rate, it works.
Last but not least, for all of those fitness junkies out there, I have discovered that Whey Gourmet powdered protein rocks. It tastes great, it packs protein, it's cheaper than buying ready-to-drink protein shakes, it's easy to dissolve, and it already contains the glutamine and arginine that help with muscle soreness.
Try Piña Colada. It's awesome.
And now, back to the salt mines.