You’re wrong, Nellie, bees are interesting!
Nellie
5342
Do I admit to our resident photographer that I don’t have any photos from the weekend because both batteries for the camera were flat?
And you might regret saying that as I might resurrect the bee thread I started last year to prattle on in more detail what I did and why ;)
Kalle
5344
I don’t suppose you could provide some lyrics?
I was expecting your update to be(e) in the bee thread, actually!
And if you do find some batteries, include a pic of your swollen hands. Then someone will 'shop pulsing eyeballs onto them or something.
How did it happen that the bees stung you? Is such an operation prone to stinging?
Nellie
5346
I took a long time getting everything sorted out so they were starting to get a lot grumpier anyway and i tried to work a bit faster which meant I was a bit clumsier which pissed them off even more. I only got two stings, but that’s twice as many as I consider normal and I wear disposable doctor style gloves which offer no protection at all against stings (but tend to make you a lot more careful about how you handle the bees as a result).
My go-to excuse was always “My camera didn’t pick up anything useable with the lighting.” Worked great at night or under florescents!
So I’ve learned how to learn. I never really knew until I did my shooting thing, but a few years of intense practice have taught me how to learn a skill, at least physically.
So my ex wanted a Wii, and I wanted Tiger Woods '09 or '10 or whatever, and it came with a Golf Digest subscription. My whole life I’ve been a high 80s/low 90s guy, big off the tee but no control at all. I play about three times a year for the last decade. So I start reading these mags. And learning what I’ve always done wrong.
Fast forward to this year, and I got the bug again. I played once and shot a 39 on the front, first time I’ve broken 40 since I was a kid, and rarely then. Double bug, so I upgrade my clubs (I’m an anti-equipment person in general, but once every 15 years isn’t too bad) and start going to the range.
Fast forward to today, after seven or eight range sessions of trying to turn my previous overmuscled arm swing into a fluid laggy turny pro swing. I was practicing putting and decided to just go ahead and play 9 since the day was so beautiful.
1st hole: Eagle.
Then a par, a bogey (3 putt,) a bogey.
5th hole: Eagle.
I mean, come the fuck on. Odd how the game gets really easy when you can hit a straight 290yd drive on demand.
Then the lack of short game practice punished me, but FFS, two eagles in five holes?!? I think I’ve only had about five eagles in 25 years of playing up to this point. Freaky learning ability FTW.
H.
Kind of, I’m trying to make it stick. Erin asked “where the hell did you get that stupid name from?” (uh oh) and Isaac (the 11 year old) wanted to name him “Kraken”. Or was it “Balrog”. When I showed him a picture of Grimlock (the transformer) he suddenly got a lot more open to the idea. The poor croc is only 2.5 metres long, so “Balrog” seems a little… excessive.
High risk of severe weather/tornado outbreak in northern Oklahoma and southern Kansas for Monday–I’ll be doing a little chasing up there in the afternoon provided I can get some other things out of the way.
…REGIONAL TORNADO OUTBREAK AND LONG-TRACK STRONG TO VIOLENT
TORNADOES BECOMING LIKELY IN ERN OK AND SE KS FROM LATE THIS
AFTERNOON INTO THE EVENING…
Will be aiming for around OKC by mid-afternoon, seeing what develops, and eventually trending southwards after that into the late evening.
— Alan
Rimbo
5351
“Only” 2.5m long, he says.
People like that only make me realize how lame my chosen occupation is by comparison.
I learned to sail this weekend! Now I want to go all the time.
Mrenda
5353
Did you learn in something like this:
Or was it more similar to this:
?
One of them is fun, in a wet way.
The other is fun, in a relaxing, eating big lunches, harbour hopping and getting boozed up at night way.
In between the two, Buceph. A 19’ Flying Scot, which is native to the Chesapeake. Holds about 5 people, a bit of shifting around during sailing, but not too much. You can get them with cabins, the one I learned on did not have one. There was a bit of leaning but not too much.
Sailing’s fun and I wish I was doing it again.
I learned sailing as a child in one of these:
Graduated to this:
… and tried this once:
Mrenda
5358
Sailing is great for a holiday if you have the right area and good weather. You start of with a breakfast on deck, with the fumes from the rashers and sausages wafting up from down below through the hatch. Then you scarf it down in the sunshine before slipping the mooring and setting sail for a little secluded cove. There you lay anchor, and go for a dip in the cool mix of fresh water from a little river mixing with rejuvinating salt water from the ocean. After working up an appetite you sit down for lunch, the warm breeze drying you off, before everyone goes for a little nap in the sunshine. Then haul the anchor and set sail for your night’s harbour. Pulling in you wave at the kids in canoes and standing on the pier, before you head off to a restaurant in the small little fishing town and its seasonal grub. Then it’s on to the pub, where you down a few until it’s either a lock in or time to head back to the boat. Either way, you end up having to take a dinghy in the pitch black, remember where you moored and hope that one of you will call the lifeboat if someone falls in. Then it’s another few drinks in the cockpit, under the starry sky, before settling in to be soothed to sleep by the gentle rocking of the waves moving the boat.
Ahh, the relaxing life. If only I could do it without my family.
Marged
5359
My parents sent me to sailing camp. I was probably the only kid there who didn’t go to a posh boarding school. I loved it so much.
We got to sail this schooner:
Jesus that’s a lot of sails. So much work.
