It's been two months now, since I last posted, and I feel bad about it. But what the hell -- it's my blog, and I made it for me...
This weekend we're having a mini-LAN at out place. Steven and D.P. are here, and they and my wife have been up two nights in a row playing Deer Hunter. My computer ain't up and running yet. For some reason, I haven't gotten my PSU back yet. Would be great to have power... But I'll live.
I'm going to Isfjorden today, to teach taekwon-do to a bunch of kids in a birthday party. A quarter of them already traing TKD, and the rest of them play hand ball, so they should be pretty fit. The mother, Susann (one of the instructors in our club), asked me if I'd like to do it, and naturally I accepted.
On the 17th of May we celebrated our day of constitution. Yesteryear we began participating in the parade with our own club's banner, showing people techniques, sparring, board breaking and so on. We did the same this year, this time participating both in Isfjorden at 11 o'clock and in Åndalsnes at 4 p.m.
In Isfjorden, we had set up for finishing the parade with me crushing a block of Leca (the kind of stone people use as foundation for their houses). I'd done this twice before, so I wasn't the least bit worried, but this time I had problems. I smashed it three times with my right elbow, then tried once with my left, then switched back to my right again, and then finally went through. A little practice of perseverence has never harmed anyone. Except my elbows, but they'll heal (they're just red and blue).
Since last time, I've learned how to write hangeul. It really isn't hard, and it's beatiful to look at, and a far better language to write with, than our roman writing.
