Xulie Borden took an ax...

After 11 hours of what feels like being mentally and emotionally raped by QoH, I have the urge to do some midnight gardening.  I'd really like to plant that 5 foot tall 200 pound shrub out in the back garden.  I really feel like doing that, but I won't.  I guess I'll elaborate more in comments.  I'm just too exhausted at the moment and I have that thing tomorrow.  So I'll have plenty to talk about when I get back.  :/

-_o

Just for the record, getting stabbed in the eye by a dragon tree really sucks.  That is all. 

Here's a video to look at:

Strange Visitor

On Monday, we had a strange bird perched atop the recycle bin in the carport.  It was there for maybe three hours having a siesta.  At first, I thought it might be some kind of owl, like a barred owl or maybe a juvenile great horned owl because of the dark mottled color.  I managed to get out the front door without waking it, sneaked up on it and got a picture just before I had to go to the store.  When I tried to get closer for another picture, it suddenly woke up and hauled ass when it saw me. 

Upon further inspection of the picture, I thought that it was the strangest looking owl that I had ever seen and maybe it wasn't an owl at all.  So I've spent nearly two hours searching the internet tonight to determine just who this strange little visitor was.  It turns out that it was some kind of Nightjar, like a Whip-poor-will or a Chuck-will's-widow.  I had heard of Whip-poor-wills before, but I'd never actually seen one, neither a picture nor a live one.

So here ya go.  Have a gander.

My Evil Regal Life

Uggghhhh errrghhh....

Seriously, some days I think I'm cursed for real.  I am angry and dissatisfied.  It's bad enough that I keep having chronic phone and computer problems that always seem to happen on a Friday so nothing can be fixed until at least Tuesday because QoH has her damn appointments on Monday, but I also have to be cursed with a lawn mower that has issues.

I had to take the mower out to do the lawn today. I put some gas in, started it up, and it ran for about a minute before it cut out.  For fuck's sake.  Here we go again!  So I figured that the gas might have been stale.  So I drained it out and put some gas from another can in.  It started up but sounded sluggish.  It cut out but I managed to get it started again and mowed for a bit until I hit something in the grass and then the thing cut out again for good.  Ugh.  I then tried taking it apart the way I always do to get at any shmoots and then reassembled. Still wouldn't run.  It would just crank up and then cut out.  Of course by this time, QoH had to come out to start interrogating me about it.  I told her I needed to go get some fresh gas and see if that helps.  Of course she can't just let me go by myself to get the gas.  She insists that she'll go with me.  Then she takes a half hour to get dressed to go.  Fuck, fuck, fuckety-fuck.  It gets dark at like 5:30pm.  Could you hurry the hell up?

All the time spent waiting around for her I could have gone and came back by then.  But she can't just get dressed and go.  Noooooo!!!  She has to have her fucking ice chest with orange juice packed to go.  To the fucking gas station.  That is like two blocks away.  Aaaaarrrrrgh!!!!!

I bet you can guess what happened next!  That's right!  The fresh gas didn't help.  Damn mower still wouldn't run.
At that point I felt so defeated that I just wanted to cry.  But an Evil Regal can never let 'em see ya cry.  And if our original plans get thwarted we just think of a different way to get what we want.  So I called up my neighbor across the street to see if he would let me borrow his mower.  He did indeed let me borrow it so I at least got the yard mowed.

One thing--my nabe's mower was a cheap little Weedeater brand that someone *gave* to him(Why can't anyone give me stuff?)but it was much lighter than mine.  I was practically jogging around the yard with it.  Not like mine at all.  Mine is like pushing around a dead body.  Anyway, I didn't bother edging or blowing as I was too tired and exasperated after everything that happened earlier.

And another thing--last night after QoH went to bed I went to go fiddle with the phone box out back to rig it so my computer would work.  Well, after fiddling with it a bit, I managed to get everything working in the house again.  I was so happy that I was on the computer for like 2,5 hours.  However, when I got up this morning, nothing was working yet again.  :(   I'm pretty sure there's something wrong in that box.  The one line that the critters chewed goes to one set of phones.  The other line is separate and should not be affected, but the whole shebang is out.  I'm hoping they'll replace the chewed line as well as the box.

And just to add insult to injury, after I had showered and retired to my room to rest, QoH has to come and demand that I grill salmon.  Are you shitting me?  After all the bullshit and getting the yard done in double time so I could get the mower back to the neighbor before he left for church you want me to grill salmon?  Oy gevult. So I grilled the damn salmon.  After that I just felt like hurling from the salmon smell and all the smoke(no vent over the stove so the whole house now stinks).  I'm just so, so tired of all the bullshit and QoH and her nonsense.  I just want my happy ending.

Martial Arts Stuff

Since the last post has gone stale, and I really don't have much to talk about, I'll just go with one of my favorite subjects--MMA! ;P

I was watching a highlights compilation the other night and this beautiful KO kick by Vitor Belfort caught my full attention. I'm not much for spinning techniques myself as I'm primarily a Wing Chun practitioner and we're all about economy of motion, but other disciplines and styles do spinning techniques. (The only time I'll do a spinning anything is if I throw a roundhouse with extra mustard on it and the momentum spins me too far. Then I'll continue the spin with a back fist just for good measure. ;P ) I believe the fluffy description for this one in Chinese translates to "Dragon whips his tail." What caught my attention mainly was how perfectly executed this technique was. Vitor torqued his body first and let his leg whip very relaxed. All the power was derived from his core and flowed through his leg in a perfect whipping motion. It was beautiful to watch.




And another thing I discovered while web searching when bored is that The Queen is also a Bruce Lee fan. LOL The ironic thing is I just happened to be wearing my old Bruce Lee t-shirt while discovering that little tidbit.  ;)