ow, quit it

A quick update.

For some inexplicable reason, I laid out last weekend at Henlopen. This is strange for two reasons: A) I never lay out and B) I laid out on defense. In any case, I missed and landed awkwardly on my left shoulder. When I got up to shake it off, my shoulder felt weak and tingly.

Took the week easy. Light running at Messiah practices and pickup, but noticed that throwing backhand really bothers it, even though it's my left shoulder. I warmed up with the Messiah girls at Regionals yesterday and...it...hurts. It hurt then, and it hurts now. I've played through pain before, but simple tasks like pushing a door open and shampooing my hair are hard. I need to get it checked out soon.

College Regionals this weekend brought back great memories, like a "homecoming" of sorts, for the Metro East alumnus. Hoagie Haven, regurgitating old Isis cheers, those pesky geese....

Coaching made it a new experience for me, in the way fashion puff paint made the t-shirt wearing experience a new one as well. The Messiah girls puff painted a t-shirt that explicitly states that I am two things: cute and Asian. On the front it says, Messiah Ultimate. On the back, it says Cute Asian.

Messiah breaking seed and being at Regionals with Loose Cannon made it a worthwhile weekend. Those Cannons are a fun-loving bunch, and the majority, if not all, seem to happily put up with my gravity towards shenanigans.

which dr. mario virus looks most like the flu: red, yellow, or blue?

I think that Berly and Nico may have single-handedly infected at least two of Phoenix's eastbound planes -- one to Midland, and one to the City of Brotherly Love.

I hate being sick.
I hate this achy feeling.
I hate feeling nauseous.
I hate taking medicine.
(Although this Nighttime Airborne, cider-flavored beverage isn't so bad.)
I hate feeling weak.
I hate not being able to frolic and play.

So, if you haven't gotten the picture Flu....
I'd shake my fist at you, if I could muster up the energy.

sometimes unicorns puke rainbows and the evidence is in a slideshow

For those of you who've entered this cyber-house of shenanigans for the 1st time, welcome you brave souls.

There are few things more entertaining than seeing Crider in a dress, an inebriated dancing Crab, and Beez sharing precious moments with a fur-bearing mammal. If you're scratching your head and wondering what I'm talking about, the evidence is right here, set to the soulful and happy tune-age of King Floyd:



To Loose Cannon, my adorable teammates. Thanks for a wonderful season, and best of luck to all of you this upcoming one. Enjoy!

Love,

The Original