Monday Night Paddling

Last night witnessed the advent of the MJN off side hands roll. I am the shit.

It was shortly afterward brought up to me that ‘off side’ refers to the paddle feather. I don’t feather my paddle, thus I don’t have an off side, and when hand rolling there is no paddle and thus no off side. So, I have a preferred side – which backwards to everyone else, is my left.

Todd brought a pair of gates to the pool so we had the first anual whitewater pool race. I wasn’t going to bother racing, but was pressured into it. My first run tied with Todd and Linda at 23 seconds. I managed to trim a second off, and won with a 22 second run. I attribute my blazing speed to my turns, since my boat is probably one of the slower ones at the pool.

I didn’t realize this until it was all over, but it was decreed that this would get me a free beer. Score! Kathleen then mentioned that someday I’ll have to get out on an actual river. I told her to shush.

For the record, Todd had an 18 second run in boat #2, but touched once or twice at a cost of 5 seconds per touch.

After Pizza House, I went home with aspriations of cleaning. I cleaned a little and then decided sleep was a better idea.

If anyone has Monty Python and the Holy Grail you should either A. loan it to me or B. invite me over to watch it. After dinner I was reminded of how hillarious I find that movie – probably dependent in part on the right audience. I first watched it in high school with Steve & Adam and was warned that ‘You might think this is just stupid and not up to your intellectual standards.’ I then proceeded to see only half the movie because I was laughing too much through the rest.