dogpossum.org: wherein i take on all comers in an epic battle of physical 'comedy'

although it could also be an 'epic battle of childish insults'. i could do either.

i think i like the idea of a duel by falling-down. i'm TOTALLY into that. the squeeze and i have plans. starting with kelly's stairs. we will provide photographic evidence.
and if i could find the damn thing, i'd post a link to my performance at cbd the other night with rob, stuntman extrordinaire (sp? why does extraordinaire seem possible?). totally unbeatable.

our performances last night at the disco go sadly unrecorded. i will say no more on our behaviour last night, other than praise the invention of padded walls and poles (i didn't imagine myself running at a wall and then bouncing off it when i left the house last night).
there was one weird, twilight zone moment when we first walked into the joint and i saw my ex almost straight away. the ex of the 7 year relationship who is supposed to be in the uk, but with whom i lived for years in brisvegas. it was all a bit traumatic, but i bravely managed it with some very grown up hiding. maybe i was mistaken? but it was so unexpected. and i was 100% sure it was him. egads. but i guess it is hobart: you will see people you know when you're out on the town. and i do know about 50 people now.... but still... it was too weird.

tonight we go to the wedding reception party thingy. this time we're bringing the camera with us. and i WILL get evidence.

did i mention the break dancing? last night 6 of us watched bits of scotti's breakin' dvd then tried to learn the moves from the written descriptions. scott and sam were the most enthused tryers, though i gave it a bash. you'd think my prior experience with that break dancing course would make me somehow better. nope. old and weak and inflexible. but godDAMN i'm going to work on it! it's all about centers, of course.
ok, so we had a jolly time with that. in fact, it was all fun and games until... sam managed to kick himself in the mouth and hurt his tongue quite badly. he's obviously an inexperienced crazy dancer. didn't know the first rule of physical comedy dueling: never put your tongue between your teeth. poor bub.

hopefully he'll be feeling better tonight, as we 6 will meet again at the reception. scotti will have been there since 11am in some sort of performative role, and so fairly much off his tits on grog.
HAH! we will take him. i certainly don't need alcohol to whup all comers at fallng down.

...not that it's a competition. it's all about cooperative play.

so maybe it's not an epic battle. maybe it's an epic performance. an epic game...
oh hell. epic, shmepic.