07-25-2020, 04:27 PM
Don't drown. Gnave.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
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07-25-2020, 04:27 PM
Don't drown. Gnave.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
07-25-2020, 06:23 PM
How do you pull a muscle sitting around the house?
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm
07-26-2020, 04:19 PM
(07-25-2020, 06:23 PM)Greg Wrote: How do you pull a muscle sitting around the house? With over a half century of scars, this is easy for me. Too easy. We've changed the North Chamber to be my 'office' as I'm telecommuting so much now. I've cannibalized Tara's old work desk and an old gamer chair that she inherited from her affluent high school friend. The chair is missing one of its 5 wheels so it tilts, plus Yuki chewed the bottom piston that changes the height - it's a cosmetic cylinder that he gnawed up but that jammed the action. So the chair wasn't well adjusted to the desk and that messed with my posture enough to strain a back muscle under my right scapula, which has spread up to my neck. I've un-jammed the chair and have been toggling the height in hopes of getting a decent work space. But yeah, just sitting around the house is the cause of my ailments. I've got so many RSI issues from being a keyboard jockey for the last 2 decades and my corrective practice has been way off since Yuki came into my life. That's really my fault - I'm too exhausted from puppy luv. What's more, I haven't seen my chiropractor since the start of the SIP. ![]()
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
07-26-2020, 04:40 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-26-2020, 04:44 PM by Dr. Ivor Yeti.)
“RSI”? “Really Silly/Severe/Sophisticated Injuries”?
Also, I’m not gonna taunt you; I hurt myself bowling. I hurt myself doing planks.
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
07-27-2020, 04:46 PM
Back from the dog park. Making grilled cheese sammich with Brie & dubliner plus sundried tomatoes
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
07-27-2020, 04:57 PM
...on companion holy moly bread.
i make a mean grilled cheese. deadhead skillz. so freakin greasy (fried on an iron skillet soaked in kerrygold) that you need to wipe down after every bite. or your keyboard will get greasy... ...oh wait. damn.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
07-27-2020, 06:04 PM
Grilled Cheese of the Gods!
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
07-29-2020, 04:39 AM
Popped awake after a dream. I was teaching Kung Fu again to some local Shaolin monks that I know based on an article I wrote on toad style. I’m sure this is because I saw an article about the endangered scrotam frog on Facebook. We were in sf school and it got so foggy that the space filled with fog. Not nightmarish, just odd.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
07-29-2020, 04:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-29-2020, 04:14 PM by Drunk Monk.)
NCw/Y - he's asleep, dreaming of chasing something apparently.
Just got off a call with the founder of Immortal. Nice chat. Some interesting proposals. We shall see what is next there. He has big plans and says he wants to increase my presence. As long as those paychecks keep coming, I'm all in. BTW, about last night's toad dream (maybe that's what Yuki is chasing) Quote:Lake Titicaca's endangered 'scrotum frog' could be on its last legs. Scientists hope to change that pleasant dreams...
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
08-02-2020, 04:18 PM
For someone who doesn't have a full-time job, I'm working harder than ever... on a Sunday no less.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
08-04-2020, 04:39 PM
North Chamber at my new 'office'. Today hasn't gone as planned at all. I think I need a stress reducing bath, and then maybe a nap.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
08-05-2020, 04:29 PM
In the north chamber a.k.a. the 'office'. I just got back from FBU. It was a productive visit. It's so nice to be in a work setting again with desks and busy people. I'm really hoping I can secure a desk of my own there someday.
After some mom/daughter hiccups, Stacy has embarked on the long drive southwards to visit Tara for a few days. She has taken Yuki. She reported that he found a funny stick at the 150 mile rest stop. Turned out to be a dead bird. He has a knack for finding dead birds like that. He found a seagull in the same fashion on the beach last week. Now, our bungalow is eerily quiet. I just hear the wind and the occasional click of the new gate slamming as the neighbors go to and fro. DM is on his own for a few days. Tomorrow I'll need a supply run - whiskey & groceries. Then I'm going to hole up in my bungalow, binge vids and write.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse
08-05-2020, 05:59 PM
I'm glad Stacy and Tara straightened out the hiccup.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm
08-05-2020, 09:04 PM
Party at The Kawa-Bungalow, DOOMer-Dudes!
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.
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