Yup, that's me. Actually, two credit cards.
No, I haven't bought the brand new 8-core Mac Pro I've been drooling over in secret. And will continue drooling over for exactly six months. Which is the time it will take me to save up enough pennies to buy it. Yes, when I come back from Spain in May 2010 (I'll explain later) I plan to get myself an 8-core Mac Pro. Hmm. Oh yeah.
In the meantime, gotta keep myself happy, right? Not that that's hard to do. But I've been seriously missing something that I discovered when I was ten and have been doing on and off ever since : fencing. No, not selling black market jewelry and stolen art (alternative meaning; look it up). I'm talking about swordplay. The modern sport version, anyway.
It's a bit complicated to do around here... there are a few clubs but nowhere I can go with public transportation. So I've been telling myself it was fine, I could do without. And that was true, mostly. For a while. Recently though, my armed hand has been itching more than usual. And with winter setting in, no chance for a good game of paintball to compensate.
So I've come to a decision: I'm going to find some kind of solution. And I've taken the first step: I just procured myself a glove, an épée and a sabre. (By the way, I love internet shopping in the USA, there is absolutely no limit to what you can find and have delivered to your door -- at most you just have to have an adult sign for it; good thing I am one.) This way I can practice my basic moves, maybe get some muscle fiber back into my forearm. Work on the old lobster claw, yeah?
There is a risk of course. Couch cushion evisceration... it's not pretty.