the glow stick war
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Posted:Aug 5, 2013 8:15 pm
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So there we were sitting around a nice campfire sipping bourbon and enjoying the down time when out of the blue something starts hitting us, hail? NO glow sticks. First I was thinking WTF? then after getting pelted again I realized that the neighboring camp was whipping glow sticks by the handful and thus began 20 minutes of throwing 200 glow sticks back and forth. ahhh I miss it already
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thank god for vows
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Posted:Jul 15, 2013 11:06 pm
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Im sore from the arrow that left a paintball size bruise under my right arm, and the roll of lifesavers bruise across my left wrist and left thigh. But apparently one of my comrades was having a worse day on the field. We were sipping a cold one after a hard practice when there was a knock on the door and we had to let him in back inside with a young lady in tow as it was getting late in the night. A few at the table tried to say something funny when he replied that he just wanted to show her his bike. It just slipped out of my mouth, hey was the bike cold did you have to pull the choke a few times before you could get her running smooth? At first he didnt get it than started to answer since it was 80 outside then he turned a little red as he got it and mid jaw drop got that red look in his eye. The good news is that he drank enough to forget about it during battle yesterday or I would have a lot more bruises as he is a much better swords man that I.
ah pennsic...the bog and the twochucks? not to mention rome!
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Baron Wars
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Posted:Jun 23, 2013 11:34 am
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Someone on the list introduced me to a medieval society. I now have begun my quest to become a true knight, (although at the moment Im only a man at arms so I can curse all I want dammit).
Yesterday in 89 degree weather with no breeze and high humidity I donned my leather bound plate armor, 30 inch round center boss shield and entered the lists and authorized in sword and board. I had to wait about 30 min in full sun to enter the field so I was cooking in plate and helm.
I fought well especially for my first melee and knocked many a spearman hard on the helm. At 43 my body continues to perform like I am in my 20's.
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to my teasing friend
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 8:44 am
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Hope your weekend was as grand as mine,
Guess who joined a certain medieval group. Saturday dressed as a viking I spited (2" wooden branch shaved on the proverbial y sticks) and roasted a chicken seasoned under the skin with thyme,and marjoram, trussed with beach wood shoots over an open flame containing wet hickory. I did disrupt bocce ball temporally with some smoke but the wind shifted. Hickory smoked roasted chicken served with baked mango and cheddar cheese bread, washed down with iced mimosa (champagne and lemon aid (actual lemons)). I had people coming in just to taste and grabbing extra portions. I bought my liege lady a pair of shoes and got some leg wraps in return. I cant wait to qualify as a fighter.
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the fields where they lay
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Posted:Jun 5, 2013 6:16 am
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You are one of the many that look and chances are that you are bored and looking for something entertaining. So here is a concept read on, laugh and then leave a comment to help make my life less boring.
I seem to have bad luck when venturing out while trash is about. As a general rule of thumb when we camp we practice a leave no trace / clean up other peoples mess. For example I remember one backpacking trip when everyone was hot and tired and the campsite we entered was trashed. I had my students begin cleaning the site by picking up the trash and putting it into a trash bag in my pack. After 10 minutes they were laying arround so I scolded them for not doing a good job as I reached into a bush and pulled out a used depends which brought out minutes of laughter.
This past weekend I was enjoying the sun with a glass of mead at a wedding in the metroparks when I was asked if I would like to take a quick walk. As I strolled to the edge of the cut grass a happened upon some trash at the end of my shoe. Thankfully I neither picked it up nor kicked it but looked at it for a few seconds before I realized that it was a fresh condemn and likely filled with jizz.
this weekend is the start of war maneuvers
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Cleveland
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Posted:Mar 18, 2013 8:39 pm
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Gray skies that fade to night, never pitch black always ever light, a dawn of gray and rain.
She wears a frown on which she pastes color, but her eyes no longer sparkle
For a minute engage in conversation she will in hopes of that missing fire but sinks back within her icy depths
i jest I dance i prod with words but she remains
And if she should smile, just for a while, perhaps she would understand, the laughter of friendship
I will sing with the dawn anyway
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I miss the old stomach flu
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Posted:Jan 16, 2013 3:43 pm
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Remember in the 70s and 80s when someone got the flu virus that they felt sick, vomited several times and in a few days they felt fine. Back when you were a and you could watch the game shows and soap operas prior to cartoons.
I really dislike these latest versions of influenza where there appears to be a generalized secretion of yellow green mucus in the airway. The coughing that lasts for over a week. The friendly people in the store or at work who are happy to share their viral contagion with you. The mucus all ways seems to attract a secondary bacterial infection just when you start feeling better. Not to mention that there is nothing on television.
Admittedly not as bad as say Marberg but also reminiscent, short incubation period, copious mucus defense response, makes one wonder if in fact some of the hemorrhage is in fact a response to help flush out the virus.
I miss the days of get sick, throw up and your done.
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Pre new years party review of winterhymn
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Posted:Dec 31, 2012 3:37 pm
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Ok its a departure from my normal stories but given that I seem to be loosely connected to a few local bands I thought I would start writing a few reviews.
Sunday night I decided to head out to the grog shop to see the local metal scene. I realize that the genre of said music is not for most people but the shows tend to be entertaining.
The grog shop is not my favorite venue, it feels cramped and the sound system always seems to be slightly off. Add an $8 cover charge and $5 average draft prices and it is transformed into almost any Cleveland bar with the exception of the stage. That being said I think they actually washed the floor which is a plus when one is dancing or falling down. The current bar tender however was a surprise, he actually slid the bottles down the bar and was quick about filling orders not to mention that he was not stingy with the harder stuff while mixing drinks.
I had the opportunity several months ago to see tyr (sweedish metal) and korpenkoloni (folk metal). What the heck is folk metal you ask? Imagine very talented fast guitars with a hard rock plus an electronic fiddle. I didnt think much of korpenkoloni as the fiddle player seemed more intent on impressing us with his ability to make a war face and fiddling as fast as he could than actually making a sound that fitted with the rest of the band.
Enter winterhym, a folk metal band out of cincinatti. First the viking like costumes were better than average. The chatter in between songs was pretty funny, love a band that can laugh especially at themselves. They had a great metal sound, 2 guitars, 1 drummer and 1 base. But the real surprise was the fiddle player and the keyboardist (both female).
The keyboardist was a petite white-blond and drop dead gorgeous. I had trouble appreciating her skill due to the sound system but she seemed to genuinely nice in conversation after the show. Hot girls tend to be pretty arrogant and trite so she gets high marks from me for actually being polite and able to carry on a conversation.
The fiddle player was the one who really caught my attention. shes average looking and again polite and capable of carrying on a conversation again high marks for being a real person. The surprise was her ability to play with the band. Her fingers were definitely flying across the fret board as she sawed with obvious skill. But the real surprise was that the sound harmonized with the rest of the band. Some people think that metal is about loud screeching sounds that imitate a cat being tortured, but youll note those bands dont sell many CDs. After the show she was teasing the new rythm guitarist from dead iron about looking like he was having an orgasm while on stage. High marks for a out of the blue friendly insult!
The lead guitarist and vocals was also a really approachable guy. He really likes the cleveland SCA scene so if your into armor and leather I suspect hell be your friend. He likes his old crow whiskey straight while the ladies like cherry bombs just in case you have the opportunity to buy them a drink. His guitar was fairly plain and had a great sound. I tend to think of guitars like a book the fancier the cover the worse the quality. The speed and clarity with which he transitioned between chords to individual notes was impressive clearly due to years of practice.
I tended to like Winterhymns newer stuff better than their older songs suggesting that they are improving in their ability to create a musical sound pleasing to the ear as well as their stage show.
During the winterhyms set there was a mock battle between two viking members of the local cleveland SCA complete with wooden shields chainmail, full iron helm, greves and actual iron swords.
The smell of sandlewood and sweat really added an element to the show. Ill have to see if I can suggest that be a feature of future shows.
Bottom line: I think they have improved a lot and I give them a B+. I shall endevour to set up a more formal interview. Your thoughts and suggestions on things you would like to know would be appreciated else you have to read what I wanted to ask.
alex
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wishing you all more happiness in your life
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Posted:Dec 27, 2012 9:49 pm
Last Updated:Dec 27, 2012 10:10 pm
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In the last few hours I have come across so many unhappy blogs. I wish I could wave a wand and bring a little happiness to all of them. Life shouldn't be so melancholy.
Life is a dance, come take my hand and dance with me, it matters not who you are, I want to see you smile.
I have known times of great trial and tribulation and eventually I found I could smile once again. I am not a man of dreams but I can be your friend.
I am often on adventures but I will respond in time. So smile and dare to dream.
I hope you have a great new years eve, Im sure to have another funny story that will make you smile. One about how I am so close but return home alone due to some unseen circumstance. So laugh at my folly with me for I am the comic relief in this opera of life.
better yet write on my blog
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beware of mortgage lenders
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Posted:Dec 27, 2012 2:34 pm
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2013 5:31 pm
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I hope everyone had a merry Christmas or other associated holiday. I have several short stories to relate, rather sad but reflective of the times in which we live.
One of my neighbors owns two houses almost across the street from one another. They are an older couple with eclectic tastes (ie the stuffed full size in their living room) (makes a great conversation piece). They have been going through some difficult economic times and after numerous problems with their current mortgage lender (rhymes with bells bargo) they decided to change lenders and get a better mortgage.
She decided to go out to do some shopping and upon her return found a notification posted across the door of her house, a posted foreclosure. She was beside herself in grief over all the money they had just lost and why her husband had allowed the payments to lapse. She called her husband in hystarics and demanded to know why he had not told her the truth about the mortgage payments. He insisted that to the best of his knowledge all of the payments had been made and that their new lender had much better terms.
In her hour of desperation she began to move all of her belongings back to her other house in tears the whole way. She finally collapsed under the pressure of moving her belongings up and down the stairs.
Her husband came home from his job as soon as he could and first tried to calm down his wife. Then he pulled down the notice off the front door and read carefully and then called his bank.
His new mortgage lender assured him that his house was not in foreclosure, all payments were up to date and every thing was fine. When he related the story of the notice they asked him to read it carefully again and notice that it was from his previous mortgage lender who paid someone to go to his house and post the notice on his door informing him that he had 90 days to get a new loan from them. In short a tactic to try and recapture his business. His wife is doing much better and I'm glad she didnt have a heart attack or kill her husband.
Morale: Beware in this season when everyone is festive and bright that some companies will do anything to get your money. (If you do business with rhymes with "bells bargo" beware of this tactic and read the notice carefully before you freak out)
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someone turned on the light in the closet for her
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Posted:Dec 6, 2012 9:39 pm
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I've been really busy as of late and have not had time to post but here is a quick one. A few years back a new graduate student and I were introduced and made idle chit chat. Ive noticed over the years that she has become less friendly and more abrupt as though I had somehow insulted her with my presence.
Yesterday as I was waling into work there she was clearly kissing someone right in the lobby in front of the med school library. To my surprise as I walked towards them and the door I needed to swipe to enter the other person was clearly a female and both of them were looking deeply into each others eyes and smiling between kisses.
I dont think I have ever seen her so happy. Im glad she came out of her closet if that what makes her happy. I thought of a few quick one liners but decided not to ruin the moment for them.
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Its me mario (and yoshi)
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Posted:Oct 28, 2012 3:56 pm
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I hope everyone had a safe and wonderful Halloween party this weekend. This years private party (that I advertised but alas had no acceptances)was hosted by Center Studios photography. (adult entertainment photography).
I wasn't entirely sure what to expect as I entered the portal through a pile of towels and clothing, alas the studio had been transformed into a high end club complete with projectors, Mylar sheets, a 10 foot replica of a predator (as in predator and aliens) fog and your standard assortment of bats, heads and skeletons.
It was a little awkward moving around with Yoshi's tongue and tail sticking out, they just kept lifting skirts and sticking people in the rear..oh my apologies..bad yoshi!
It took a little while to get used to dancing with a several foot extension but soon yoshi was bobbing up into the air which was the equivalent of me humping the box and gyrating my hips but it looked cool! although the open bar probably influenced my opinion.
After a bit of dancing we were all kicked off the floor so that the belly dancer troupe could preform. In particular there was one who stood out due to her graceful movement, smile, scintillating eyes and a bit of extra padding in all the right places. Of course the slow seductive movement of flesh adorned in sparkles is always something to behold. Next came the fire dancers and the juggling of the swords of which the grand finale was one sword balanced on the guys forehead and another balancing on the the tip of that sword slowly spinning in a circle...dont try that at home.
After a while I decided to try my hand at a game of pool so I took off yoshi and began my socializing while trying to sink a few balls. Of interest was a lovely young woman in a pile of stuffed animals seductively trying to choose one of interest. The group as a whole seemed interested in a stuffed tentical unfortunately there was only one or that might have been a very interesting scene.
Enter the fox spirit. Now the fox spirit was a very good looking young woman dressed in a absolutely gorgeous komona but reminded me more of a Gisha. Game on! In conversation I learned that fox spirits like to trick men into getting married but if unhappy can become quite unlucky. (Rather reminiscent in my mind of a gargoyle). She unfortunately sank into a sofa while I was shooting. Game off! So being me I began a new conversation with a 20 something short skirt with bufferfly wings with a russian accent who proclaimed herself a salsa dancer! Game on! Very sexy showing those muscular dancers legs. But she also disappeared to a couch while I was shooting. Game off! I was beginning to think of ditching the pool cue when who should appear but the belly dancer named jen of whom I had been so mesmerized earlier. Game on ! Alas she also succumbed to the group of women on the couch. Three strikes! so I went off to dance with yoshi.
A while later I found them dosing off so I playfully, with a feather light touch, rubbed just the end of the nose of the foxspirit. I was rewarded with a sleepy smile. game on! Then some chick on the end asked my to go away and leave them alone. Game off (does that count as strike 4?) Ok what ever I went back to dancing in the other room. Jen the dancer suddenly appeared by my side and asked if I was alright. She wanted to make sure my feelings were not hurt and apologized for the rude behavior of her fellow dancer. I explained that I took it in stride but I was grateful for her concern. game on! After a few minutes of conversation she disappeared into the crowd and I decided to grab a drink. game off!
Near the bar was a group of ladies whom complemented me on yoshi so I sat down and we began discussing the legend of the the jacalope especially with the woman wearing the jacalope costume. Whom should sit down next to us but the fox spirit! So now the conversation started to get interesting as the two of them opened up and began to discuss themselves.
Game on! When who should appear (no not the crabby chick although that would have been part for the course but one of my friends whom asked if I had a minute. Of course being me I politely excused myself to see what he wanted. Alex you met jen right? Alex you need to find jen and exchange as she is really interested in you.
Yes yes finally game on! So we hoofed from room to room to no avail when finally he pointed towards the bar and said there she is! But I couldn't find the belly dancer in my sight. Where is she I asked? Jen standing there in the brown smock. Game off..definitely not the belly dancer but she was cute and most importantly she was interested in me. Mario to the rescue! Somehow the conversation strayed to liquor and alcohol dehydrogenase and she excused herself for a minute and gave her phone number to some other guy with whom she had been talking just prior to my arrival.
I went back to the pool table put the blue balls in the center of the table and went home.
Now all things considered I did have a good time.
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the girl at the airport
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Posted:Oct 26, 2012 11:03 pm
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back when I was married all those years ago I happened to be in NY on business and was stuck in the airport for a few hours as my secretary forgot to book my connecting flight. I was going to get a beer to pass the time when a young very attractive lady asked me if she could join me while we were both waiting for a table. Of course being the gentleman that I am, and thinking that a conversation would be nice to help pass the time I said yes.
Over the course of several beers we forgot about ordering food and had a long conversation. My martial status was an immediate question and I answered truthfully (yes with ). By the time we boarded the plane we were tipsy and had verbally explored each others occupation, hobbies, views on life ect. I was enjoying her company as a woman more than a person after a long week of staying in a hotel. I was also rather unhappy at home due to a once every 30-60 day sexual relationship with my spouse. So a little attention went a long way to making me feel wanted.
We said our goodbys and I went to my seat. I was surprised when she asked to swap seats with the elderly lady sitting next to me and the lady got up and moved. Over the course of several more alcoholic beverages she showed me that she was wearing a cat suit under her jeans. It was a definite turn on as I have a thing for cat suits, black, crotchless, sheer...um. Unfortunately my significant other preferred to sleep partially clothed and rarely ventured into something slightly risque including turning on the lights.
The next thing I knew she was thumb wrestling with me which led to hand holding. And then she wanted to know if she could kiss me so she could determine if I was a good kisser.
Of course I kissed her! and she was a good kiss, not too mushy not too firm. To be completely open with you I knew darn well that my wife would never approve but I figured just a few kisses would be ok. Then it moved on to kissing and gentle message. To be honest I was thinking mile high club but I never asked, I just left it as an imagined fantasy.
When we landed she kissed the steward on the way out and we said goodby again as she had to catch another plane and I had a massive bladder inflation issue from all that alcohol. Im thinking wow what a great day standing in front of the urinal doing my thing when who should walk in? It was a fantasy come true and Ive though about it many times since. She mentioned that there was a line to the ladies and the mens was deserted except for myself and now her.
OK great story ...but it didnt end there. As im washing my hands and looking in the mirror she opens the stall so I can see, props the door open and pulls down her pants. Yup true to her word she had on a cat suit that was crotchless. Then she proceeded to pee while I.. I have no idea what I was doing..again major fantasy.
I considered walking over and showing her what my tongue could do but I decided against it. Waited until she was finished, held the paper towel for her while she washed her hands, and then held her had as we exited the bathroom. We walked over to the departure gate she kissed me, gave me her phone number and boarded the plane.
Feeling rather angry with myself that I let my morals get in the way of a great time I walked about 10 feet turned the corner and ...
practically collided with my wife who had gotten permission to go up the terminal too see what was taking me so long. Talk about 180 in the thought process... I was thinking wow that was a close call, the airplane mystery fuck fantasy replaced by terror. As we walked by a trash can I deposited a little scrap of paper that I wish I had kept containing a particular phone number.
Now any smart man would have kept his mouth shut, nothing really happened, and it might be better not to hurt your significant other. But I was young and foolish and that night true to my nature I explained what had happened and I apologized. She wasn't even mad or upset.
Morale call ahead and tell your wife your going to take a taxi!
Thinking back I probably would still have made the same choices but when I think about how she was cheating on me its fun to imagine that I might have made a different choice, that I might have shared my life with someone who liked cat suits and sex in public places......
alex
Hopefully one day Ill get another chance
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