(OK I just noticed Whenever I post a reply there's always some massive
area where I blabber on about anything... Something reminds me and then my verbal (or typing) diarrhea just takes over... apologies if it's boring, I won't mind if you skip it.)
Ah... well, I tried at least... it's better than to sit here, or rather, on other threads being a complete snob or emotional puss filled entity called 'ye olde teenager' I say... anyway, I enjoy reading the 'personal ramblings' of other creatures that this world is dying as a result of over consumption and greed... AH! Philosophy... wrong time and place for that... moving on.
After a few failures you learned a few things (well... I do anyway) it's either 'Don't do this over here' or 'Don't do that over there' or just plain and simple... 'Don't do
it' either way (I for one) learn things no mater what I do... or I teach things to other people... I like doing that surprisingly, made many a person heavily angry due to my 'technique' in teaching, but every one of them remembered what they had to do without my help in exams though.
Oh, that's understandable, I mean I had an idea for a drawing many times.... "Oh this will be the best drawing ever" then it looks like a psychologists "What do you see" card... as if the pencil just vomited and the eraser tried to clean up... in vain. (Luckily I have a slightly better grasp at drawing nowadays, but I still can't 'start' a drawing without seeing what I'll draw) anyway.
I always thought 'good things' happen if you go 'head on' into something (not stupid, like the crap you see on youtube) and expect failure, but then succeed anyway (wow... reading back that really made absolutely... NO sense at all, but sigh, my deleting manner is not as explicit as my typing manner... then again, my thoughts have proved utterly gibberish if I try and put them into words... all just a mix of hand gestures, "ummm", slurred speech and God knows what else...)
Then after you penned your learnings you'll give them to me too learn as well eh?
har har.. I is funny...just kidding though.
Optimist I see, turning the utter worst scenarios into your advantage, being 'hard-of-hearing' in one ear and good in the other... having fixations and being able to see past... wait that's not right... "...NOT
being able to see past them". "Oval office... why does that sound so familiar?? I swear I heard that somewhere before.
Ah the slip-n-slide... Something I only seen in my life so far, but I can only imagine how that 'few millimeter slide' should not only look, but feel
as well. I really enjoyed your part of: "...actually enables one’s heels to make rare contact with the back of one’s head." So being plowed into a rubber/plastic mat at 7.2mph is not enough, you blatantly kick yourself in the head for doing so badly?? Yes... I would too if I don't break in half first.
"I did, however, find success in the ’slip’ part, at least with one foot, as my 2nd attempt, at a much greater velocity of 7.4 mph propelled one leg forward, extending my nether regions into a never before accomplished split.
Strangely, and simultaneously, I heard an eerily high pitched, ear splitting noise coming from some wild hyena-like entity quite nearby….my larynx being the exact location."
Nice... Glad you did, although... quite horridly you reminded me of myself... thinking that I was a real skateboarder back-in-the-day (Still fascinates me to this day that you can do things with a plank and 4 wheels other than beat the crap out of the ground OR someone ON the ground) I got my skateboard about 2 weeks back (For those of you who don't know... it's back-in-the-day, so it was not now, was about 8+ years back) and somewhat got the hang of being able to stand on it without being greeted with the ground. So I put the godforsaken thing on the garage floor... smooth screed... ok, I give about a 3 step run-up and jump onto the board... it successfully speeds up and my legs follow it, but apparently my upper body was very tired and so stopped... in place... allowing the board and my legs to keep travelling forward... I was wheezing for about half an hour afterwards... landed square on my back of course whiplash's younger cousin 'floorlash' got to my head and I had a nice 'head-holding' walk out to the street to collect my skateboard.......... sold it not to long after.
I am also anxious to be brutally honest, sadly to no avail, I still have not found an adequate little piece of wood, but have the whole thing already worked out in my head how it'll look, how it has to be made, and and and. Will update as soon as I finish it though.