Krav Report

I love me my new fighting shoes.

They're so light, yet so supportive, and they have these awesome puma kitty sillouttes on the toes.

Tonight we learned the "Get off the Ground in a Fight Maneuver" which will be forever known as the maneuver where the instructor caught me checking out his butt.

This happened when I was training at the school in DC, and it wasn't really my fault.

My instructor, who had a penchant for wearing tight clothes to show off his greek god physique, was showing us the proper way to get off the ground during a fight without getting your head kicked in.

The middle of this move is called a "post" where, using a hand and a foot, you lift yourself off the ground. Then you swivel your hips to bring your other leg around and down.

So this is what happened. The Instructor was on the ground. "Then you're going to post," he lifted up off the ground, "and now, we're going to swivel to bring that other leg around." He demonstrated the swivel. "See? So Lift, and swivel..and swivel..and swivel" and well, I'm only human.

The look on his face when caught me was...er...surprised. And then he stopped demonstrating the swivel.

But tonight I was very good and concentrated on doing the maneuver and didn't check out my instructor once.

And what are you having for dinner tonight corbeau?

Well, I'm glad you asked. I'm having steak, with mushrooms and rice pilaf. I figured I earned the steak, being as I was so good during class and all. The rice is from one of those Green Giant microwave steamers you find in the freezer section. Everyone at work was talking about how good they were, so I thought I'd try it.

They were right. It's some dang tasty rice.

Quickie Notes

1. Yesterday, I managed to knock down a pin with a freaking gutter ball.

I'm just that GOOD.

The people on the teams to either side of me said it was truly impressive.

2. Today at work, I was given a bag of Amish Friendship Bread.
Right now, it's just a ziplock bag of cold yellow goo with a complicated sheet of instructions.

But after several days of kneading and fermenting at room temperature, it will bake into some delicious bread.

Or so I'm told.

3. Danny O is SLAUGHTERING the Carpenters on American Idol. Make it stop!

4. I got new shoes for my Krav class. They're these cool looking, black suede wrestling mat shoes. Neat!! Because when you're learning to boot people in the head, you should have some good looking shoes on.

5. The third Maximum Ride novel is out in paperback!! I also got the latest Rachel Morgan book, and I'm halfway through Blink. Of course, I'm about to start a big OT project at work, and it's killing me. MUST ... READ....NEW BOOOKS!!

Hmm, do I really need 7 hours a night?

Monday Music Video

It's not really beefcake, but the word sexy is involved.

This is just too hilarious.

Cookie Story

Sorry it's late. :)

So I was at work, doing my thing, working on a spreadsheet, listening to music, not paying attention to the conversation going on in the cubicles around me.

And that was my first mistake.

Helpful Ninja Tip: Always eavesdrop on the conversations around you.

Anyway, one of the guys across from me handles all the polo shirt orders for people who want shirts with our work logo on it, which is pretty cool. Unfortunately, the company who makes them tends to mess up the orders quite a bit, and then people come complain to shirt guy. These conversations are pretty boring. Usually.

A girl had ordered a shirt, but they got the color wrong. It is bright scarlet. It might glow in the dark. So shirt guy had re-ordered her shirt, and she's like, "I don't want this one." and shirt guy said, "So give it to someone who does."
and then she said, "Corbeau, you're a medium aren't you?"

and I said, "Uh?"

"You're a medium right?"
"Yes" I said
"You can't just give her a shirt, make her do something for it." Said shirt guy, who likes giving me a hard time.
"Hmmm" pondered the girl, "Very well. You may have this shirt if you tell me what it is you're chewing on."
"A honey stick." I replied. (I've gotten hooked on these. I have a bad habit of chewing on my fingers, so I always try and have something else on hand to chew. I don't really like gum, so now I chew on honey sticks. They're tasty.)
She tossed the shirt to me.
I, surprised, because I hadn't really been paying attention, looked at my new really bright red shirt.
"No no no, that's way too easy." Shirt guy complained.
"Corbeau, aren't you good at baking?" Asked the girl who sits across from me, my cubicle neighbor.
"I can make brownies, and cakes mostly."
This made them all excited, and by the time they had finished one-upping each other they had decided that I should bring in a multi-layer round cake. White, with fresh berry topping for frosting. The next day.

I said, "No. I have no idea how to make that. I don't have time to learn, heck I don't even time to go to the grocery store. I'll bring cookies."

They were still happy with that, even though it's not a super-cake, because it was still free baked goods to pay for my shirt.

Unfortunately, my evil oven burned all the cookies, so I brought brownies instead. They were good.

Some Navy Coolness

Video of the Navy shooting down the spy satellite.



Nice.

Found via Ace of Spades.

Tick Tick Tick Tick

Can our intrepid blogger make a batch of cookies, eat dinner, and make it to Krav on time, braving the blizzard in pursuit of beating people up?

Maybe. I should probably get cracking. I'll have to tell you how I got suckered into making cookies for work tomorrow, tomorrow.

For now.... I call upon the powers of BAKING!!!!


UPDATE: The cookies burned and I got hit in the face. Corbeau is not as awesome as previously thought.

I hate our oven. It is pure cunning evil, equipped with all the weapons the 50s had to offer.

I set the cookies in for 5 MINUTES. 5 flipping minutes at freaking 300 degrees and it still turned them into burnt hockey pucks.

You know that scene in Office Space where they take the copier out to a field and beat it to pieces with baseball bats? That's my new oven fantasy.

Yo Yo Yo Dawg!

American Idol is 2 hours long? SERIOUSLY!!

Dude, I can't stay up that late. Especially with Randy and Paula talking so very long, and so very incoherently.

And for some good news:

I bowled a 125 tonight.

WHOOO!!!!! I don't TOTALLY SUCK!!

Feel free to do a celebratory dance with me.

WHoo! WHoo!

Monday Music Video

I thought we'd post some of DFL's preferred beefcake, but it turns out that it's really hard to find a music video of Will Smith that doesn't involve him rapping.

Still, this was the best part of Hitch, so enjoy!



Also, totally random, but this is hilarious:

Sweet!

Oh Indiana Jones, How I've missed you.

Whither Our School of Rock and Roll?

Apparently DFL has run out of musical knowledge to impart.

That's okay though, as it leaves me free to post stuff like this:

Because it's Thursday

Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with both chocolate and ice cream. Plus this tv isn't going to watch itself.

Something I Could Have Pointed Out to Sara Conner

You're leaving prints at the murder scene chica.

Things I've Learned from Sara Conner

Apparently, Battle Chess could possibly try and take over the world.

Bummer. Let's hope it has the personality of the nerve-wrecked pawn and not the bloodthirsty queen.


Although I personally, never played Battle Chess to win. I just wanted to see what would happen when various pieces fought each other. My favorite was two knights, because they'd re-enact the fight with the Black Knight from Monty Python.

Freezing Rain

I pulled out of the parking garage to drive home, rain began spattering against my windshield. I turned on my windshield wipers, but instead of "Whoosh Whoosh" it went like "chuck chuck chuck" because all those little drops had frozen into little ice pellets.

This stuff has made the roads a nightmare. My roommies have been stuck in Old Town for over 2 hours now.

I was supposed to go bowling tonight, but decided to go home after listening to the weather and traffic reports. They were closing down bridges and various highway ramps, and if I'm going to get iced in somewhere, it's not going to be a bowling alley in Dale City.

The steps to my door are completely iced over.

Monday Music Video

Our month of beefcake continues with .... The Wolverine.

Public Art

Frozen in New York. Here, they're doing Grand Central Station. I read another website from a participant who froze at a Home Depot.

It's pretty fun to watch, although I feel for the guy trying to drive his cart.

Winter Sports

Here's someone else who enjoys going fast and falling down.

Saturday Morning Scare

So I wake up this morning, look over at my clock, and it says 6:04.

CRAP!!! I jump out of bed, slap the light on. I race over to my cell phone, yelling "why, Why WHY didn't the alarm go off!!!"

I flip it open. It says Sat, Feb 9.

Oh. It's Saturday. Huh. Well, I guess I'll just go back to bed then.

Thinks I've learned from Sarah Conner: The Terminator Chronicles

You should always keep your C4 in the bathroom under the towels.

WOOHOOO!!

I saw the freaking Batman today.

Hot=Very Yes

Tall=Not so much.

Honestly, the dude was only 2 inches taller than me.

You may now all bask in my celebrity sighting glory.

Creepy!!

Is anyone else watching American Idol? With the creepy identical twins who are dating the same girl?

EEK!!!

What is that?!

Oh heavens they're beat-boxers. Ooops. I hate when you forget the words to your own rap song.

Snow Stories

Apparently, Utah and Idaho have been getting loads of snow. Which seems odd to me, since it's been really nice here. I have acclimated to tiny amounts of snow.

My sister was telling stories about taking her kids sledding. And I learned a rather shocking revelation that not only does she not like going fast, she also does not like falling down.

For me, going fast and falling down is the whole point of sledding/tubing/skiing in the first place.

When I was at USU, we had bits of an old kiddie pool that we used to sled down Old Main Hill. You'd grab your little piece of plastic, try to center yourself on it, and then slide down the hill. I always tried to stay on until I reached maximum speed, then abandoned ship (or plastic) yelling "AS YOU WISH" and I tumbled end over end down the rest of the hill.

Of course, I'm willing to accept that this might not be normal sledding behavior.

Although, since Old Main was so steep and icy, it was really hard to stop. So every winter the school would put up a wall of hay bales at the bottom of the hill to prevent you from shooting into oncoming traffic. So if you stayed on until the bitter end you smacked face first into the enormous stack of frozen hay bales.

This not only hurt, but didn't offer any opportunity to shout lines from The Princess Bride. So I stand by my abandon-roll sledding style.

Superbowl Post

Did we all enjoy the Superbowl? I'm still in shock that the Patriots lost. That last quarter was so intense.

What an awesome game! I also thought there were some really good commercials.

I loved the ones from Bridgestone tires.





The Budweiser horses went for the heartstrings instead of their usual football game.



But I my absolute favorite was the Pepsi commercial that played early on.



What is love indeed.

Monday AMV

It's February, so I say bring on the Beefcake to help dull the pain of Single Awareness Day.

How about the boys from Supernatural. Oh yeah, they'll work just fine.

For my concert buddy: JT exposed

We went and saw One Republic with Eric Hutchinson this week, and this one number covered half of the six songs we knew from the whole night. Rihanna's Umbrella was another one, but I think that counted for negative 15.

Song Challenge: I Win! I Win! I WIn!

Got all 50 of 'em.