I am regressing in almost every sense of the word
except that I'm probably getting more regular exercise now than have in the past. I even went to the gym once recently with the purpose of using those medieval persuasion machines with all the pulleys and stuff, you know, the things that simulate life as a menial labourer doing repetitive work for the pharaoh. I'm not exactly sold on that idea, but I have been frequenting climbing wall and squash court lately, both of which substitute ultimately meaningless but immediately apparent targets for targetless pain, and thus keep me entertained long enough that I forget how much I'm hurting. Which may or may not be a good thing, depending on what I'm talking about.
This weekend it gets better though: it's Brännboll time!
Brännboll (translation: burn-ball) has nothing to do with fire or testicles, but is kind of a simplification of baseball originally designed for retarded school children*, and the world's biggest brännboll tournament takes place each year in Umeå!
Some take it seriously. Many don't. Some are sober all day. Many aren't. Some people don't have Many friends.
The basic idea is this: you hold the ball yourself, throw it up in front of you like a tennis serve, then whack it and run around the bases. Even if you strike out three times, you still get to run. Even if the ball is caught, you still get to run. Even if you are "bränt" (burnt, i.e. run out) you still get to run. Like I said, retarded schoolchildren.
I am on a team of internationals called I.I., which can stand for any of the following:
In other news, my plans for the beginning of summer have recently firmed up. Here they are:
Jun 22-24: Paris w/ Mary
Jun 24-29: Normandy/Giveny with the pares and Amy
Jun 29 - Jul 8: Kos, Greece (Jul 2-5 is the conference)
Jul 9 - 21: Turkey
Jul 22: Back to Sweden
Anyone who wants to join me for any of it is welcome, except random internet stalkers who I've never met. Unless they're good looking and/or rich and careless with their money and/or can offer me free accommodation in Turkey.
* - I assume
This weekend it gets better though: it's Brännboll time!
Brännboll (translation: burn-ball) has nothing to do with fire or testicles, but is kind of a simplification of baseball originally designed for retarded school children*, and the world's biggest brännboll tournament takes place each year in Umeå!
Some take it seriously. Many don't. Some are sober all day. Many aren't. Some people don't have Many friends.
The basic idea is this: you hold the ball yourself, throw it up in front of you like a tennis serve, then whack it and run around the bases. Even if you strike out three times, you still get to run. Even if the ball is caught, you still get to run. Even if you are "bränt" (burnt, i.e. run out) you still get to run. Like I said, retarded schoolchildren.
I am on a team of internationals called I.I., which can stand for any of the following:
- Incredible internationals,
- International idiots,
- Incredible idiots.
In other news, my plans for the beginning of summer have recently firmed up. Here they are:
Jun 22-24: Paris w/ Mary
Jun 24-29: Normandy/Giveny with the pares and Amy
Jun 29 - Jul 8: Kos, Greece (Jul 2-5 is the conference)
Jul 9 - 21: Turkey
Jul 22: Back to Sweden
Anyone who wants to join me for any of it is welcome, except random internet stalkers who I've never met. Unless they're good looking and/or rich and careless with their money and/or can offer me free accommodation in Turkey.
* - I assume
posted by I-Rock at 7:08 PM
5 Comments:
Whacha doing in Turkey?
And.. I don't think that any of that busy looking schedual is an excuse for not coming to Roskilde.
bumming around, smoking sheesha, drinking turkish coffee... the usual...
Speaking of Roskilde, One of my mates here entered a radio competition, made up some bullshit story about how their tent got stolen last time, and they won tickets to the festival, a 4-man luxury tent, and passes to hot showers! wooow!
Is it possible you've stumbled upon a replacement DJ moniker for your name doppelganger?
DJ i-Assume. As in 'DJ i-Assume you are not original enough to think up your own DJ name.'
oooh, witty!
I like.
Oh yeah - that guy sucks. Not I-rock.
I like this game - it sounds like fun for the whole family and the short sighted.
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