I can't believe it's wednesday already.
I dipped out of accounting lastnight early to go to Kung Fu. I've been feeling drained, fat and lazy lately, and needed something more than balance sheets and weighted averages.
We had a new student last night, but no one knew he was new for some reason. The owners of the school are in California at least until December, so there's been a little mismanagement by the kids watching the school.
Anyways, since I'm one of about three there that have been at the school for more than two years AND can speak fluent English, I decided to take him under my wing and help him out.
It felt pretty great to get back into the teacher role. I taught him the right way to throw a jab, then jab/cross combo, which is something that hasn't been taught well to the newcomers over the last 6 months. It was kinda funny in a way to see the new guy in his guard position before I showed him the right way. He looked like the Fighting Irishman character on the Notre Dame logo.
I've also lost faith in our society completely. Sunday I was at a party and these two rednecks were talking about oil prices, and one guy was like "you know, it's only this high because of specualation." Hmm, seemed fairly well informed until the person responded with "yeah well we should just bomb Iran and take all their oil!" The they were all like "fuckin' A!". Seriously guys, what the fuck? Iraq?
My girlfriend held me back from walking over there. I have a habit of insulting people like that until their belittlement teeters on the edge of them physically assaulting me, and there was Amy, like I was Magic Johnson about to take a shot and she was doing her damndest to keep me from making a basket, arms waving and all. I got a beer instead and decided I want nothing to do with anything...these people are lower middle to middle class citizens, and have been hurt the most by the man they still stand behind. If their is another war, I hope they patriotically enlist, and they have a lot of time to reflect on the error of their thinking when they're limbless stumps sitting in a VA that's providing really shitty care.
I like this line: "I dipped out of accounting lastnight early to go to Kung Fu." I think a better pop cultuer reference would've been that your girlfriend is the Larry Bird to your Dr. J a la 'One-on-One' for Atari and the redneck is the janitor that sweeps up the broken backboards after you dunk on her. On second thought, even Dennis Miller would think that's a bit of a stretch. |
| Do you ever have someone ask you to help them learn something that you know they would be physically unable to do? There's a kid in class who's always like, "Mannnn... show me how to do that?" I'm like, "Now Billy, you'd best stick to your _____." ... now his name isn't "Billy". We should seriously think about making that hybrid Kung Fu/Capoeira. Like Kung Fu with a little ginga. Also, people who say stupid shit at parties, I used to be that guy who would be like "You're wrong, stupid, and here's why." But when alcy-hol is invovled... it's best to just bite your lip. |