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Saturday, 11 January 2014 08:27


It has been a LONG TIME since I have posted. I am going to try to do better...


WOW! Penny and I started Taekwondo at Frederick's ATA at the beginning of December. It has been SO MUCH FUN!  Mrs. Frederick is so nice and an awesome instructor! Everyone else has been really nice and supportive too! If you are looking for a fun way to get into shape, I want to recommend trying this out!

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Friday, 24 December 2010 16:07

New Bowling Rules

I happened across these rules while surfing the internet. Considering MY bowling skillz (or lack there of...), I thought I would share them. They originated here. He has some pretty funny stuff on there but be forewarned, some of it is pretty racy!


New Bowling Rules
By Talkin Sport Sunday, 24 January 2010
Supplemental Rules for Bowling

If you holler "overs!" before the ball passes the arrows, you get to throw the ball over, unless of course, you get a strike. In which case, you can renege on the "overs".

When your team is about 10 marks down in the 8th or 9th frame, you can invoke the rule "First Team Through Bowling Wins the Game", and your team still has a chance.

After a member of the opposing team bowls 4 strikes in a row, he/she must bowl the next 4 frames blindfolded. If he/she continues to strike, his/her shoelaces will be tied together for 2 frames.

When you leave the 10-pin and you know you can't make the spare, but another member of your team can, invoke the "Designated Bowler" rule.

After you have 4 splits in one game, you may say "Kings X" and take those 4 frames over. However, if you split on the 2nd time around, you accept it. After all, "Fair is Fair".

If your ball goes in the gutter and jumps back onto the lane, knocking down pins, by golly, you get them! That's much harder than to knock them down the conventional way. Good bowling should be recognized.

A ball should be declared dead when you bowl 3 games without a strike. It shall be the owners privilege to decide on the disposition of said dead ball - Burial at Sea, Dropped from an airplane over a live volcano, or a simple burial in the city dump. For a small fee, a league officer can be bribed to deliver a short eulogy.

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Thursday, 16 December 2010 03:58

Sharksville, Atlantis

Okay, time for a little bit of self-deprecating humor...

This was another item in that box of stuff my mom sent home with us... It says "Layne 1979", so that would put me in 9th or 10th grade... Neither an artist nor a wordsmith am I!!!

NO MENSA FOR ME! Probably had 6 weeks to do the assignment and procrastinated until 10 minutes before class... Check it out!!! Wink

Great W. Shark

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Thursday, 04 November 2010 03:53

Random thoughts...

Riding in this weather...

Big Hole RideYou know... mornings can be cold. Upper 20s and 80MPH = BRRRR3!!! I feel like the little brother in "A Christmas Story"... I CAN'T PUT MY ARMS DOWN!!!! and SHOW ME HOW THE LITTLE PIGGIES EAT!!! (but that is a different random thought) Then there is the MAN PURSE. I like to think of it as a courier bag - or maybe a European Shoulder Bag - but some may argue that. I square my shoulders and ride because I HAVE TO CARRY MY LUNCH SOMEWHERE!!! I am a growing boy after all! I give a fair dose of evil eye - through the fogged visor - to all I pass, give the clutch a squeeze and the throttle a healthy RAP to let them know that I know what they are thinking. They always look away with a fearful look in their eye, or maybe that is bordome with their cell phone call, I don't know. I could have them mixed up, they are very similar looks.

At lunch time - after piggy time, I can go for a nice ride. AH! Except for the trains across Montana Ave - it is NICE! I can pretend I am a real biker all dressed up in my biker costume (especially if I keep my jacket zipped so they don't see my polo and think I am a RUB* (GOD FORBID!!!)). Okay, while I am not a TRUE RUB, I admit to being a "R'er" UB then I used to be! Cool I ride like I have lost the rest of my un-marked biker gang and I know they are just around that next bend!

In the evenings, it is back to being BUNDLED. Not because it is particularly cold, but, because I have to take all my stuff home so I can wear it all again the next morning.

The sidewall of my old front mountain bike tire said it just right... "SHUT UP AND RIDE!" This time of year sure makes that first cuppa office coffee delish tho! 7,400 miles and counting since April 2nd!!!

* Rich Urban Biker

By the way... It is pronounced "T8R"!!!

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