I just saw a commercial for the reincarnated American Gladiators! That completely rules! We used to huddle around the tube and watch that when I was growing up. I completely expect all of the gladiators to be complete tools, but totally awesome at the same time, just like they used to be. Oh man, I can’t wait.
Archive for November, 2007
This next week I’ll be trekking across the country to my new home in Clermont, FL. Being so close to the Atlantic coast, I figured I should probably make it a coast-to-coast road trip. So I went to Lincoln City, OR with the family over Thanksgiving. I frolicked around in the Pacific Ocean waters and had a jolly old time.
I’m using this week to get all my stuff packed up and clear out my condo so I can sell it, then I’m off again. So here’s a map of where I’ve driven so far. I’ve got 1,207 miles out of the way, it’ll be well over 3,000 when I’m all done!
Whenever I hear someone say “Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Start” I feel sorry for them. Mostly though, I laugh because I know they had no friends when they were trying to beat Contra or Life Force or any other Konami game back in the day.
The way I’ve got it in my head is:
Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Select Start
Don’t know what I’m talking about? That’s a shame.
Yesterday I got the wind knocked out of me. It was no big deal, I didn’t think much about it for the rest of the day. Today my back is a little sore from the wakeboard wreck that made me lose my breath for a bit. That got me thinking about some stuff hardly blog-worthy, which is exactly why I’m blogging about it!
As a wakeboarder, I get the wind knocked out of me from time to time. It’s kind of funny when it happens whilst floating in the water. Usually after a hard wreck, I struggle to get my mouth to where I can breath in some air, because I have just exhaled most of it upon impact. When I can’t breath when I get to that point, it’s a pretty unique feeling I suppose. I’m used to it now and just wait it out, but I imagine there are people who can’t remember the last time they had their wind knocked out. I love that phrase. It’s the only time our breath is referred to as wind, neat.
Anyway, I bet most people won’t get the wind knocked out of them 5 times their whole lives. Something I’ve only done once that I remember though, is falling down a flight of stairs. That’s another panic inducing moment. It’s one of the worst feelings because it lasts for what seems to be a very long time, and you feel like you should be able to stop yourself with each bounce, but just can’t stop until eventually you land on the floor. At that moment, your brain catches up to your body and you realize what just happened and wait for the pain to set in.
There’s no real point to this post I guess. I think I just realized that my panic level got much lower with getting my wind knocked out because of the frequency with which it happens. I wonder if other panic situations are similar in that aspect.
Neat, I just found an explanation of what happens when the wind is knocked out of a person. And as we know from Michael Scott, anybody who wants can edit Wikipedia, so we know we are getting the best possible information:
Having the wind knocked out of you.