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Sunday Oct 16, 2005

Oct 16, 2005
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Blue Belt, bitches!



It took a few months longer than I hoped it would, but I got it. Now this is still a far cry from a black belt, but the significance here is that this was the dreaded "first test at headquarters." See, you test for the first few belts in your own dojo, but for the higher-up belts, you test at headquarters, with students from numerous other schools, and those administering the tests are uberranked "red gi" (translation: unfuckwitable) black belt masters.

Yes, granted, most martial arts schools, especially one that franchises itself out around the nation, are also businesses that have a vested interest in rewarding their students (customers) for their hard work and loyalty (continued business), but this test was FIVE HOURS LONG!!! Yeah, a bit of sweat was perspired in this endeavor. And granted, there are plenty of lesser skilled people in worse physical condition than I, and hence I had a good feeling that I'd get my belt, but I did have to earn it, and I do feel like I presented a good showing of myself. So I celebrate, and I also walk away inspired to push myself further. Practice harder, get in better shape, apply myself more, and chase after "it" (whatever that may be) faster.

Eugene's memorial service was Friday, and I think everybody I knew there was surprised to see a larger attendance than anybody expected. Lots of former colleagues, friends, and associates came out of the woodwork. I honestly thought that only a small spattering of people from the cafe would show, which would have been sad. Strange a reference as it may seem, I'm reminded of the scene in the new DAWN OF THE DEAD where the fat woman dies and everybody in the room realizes they never knew her name. One character comments "died without a name? What a sad way to go."

Thanfully, this was not how Eugene went, and clearly, he won't really permanently be gone. Not until we all die, and even then, only if we forget to tell others about him.

For the record, his full name was Eugene Patrick Vier, the youngest of 3 brothers and 2 sisters. Little is known about the other siblings, other than that his surviving niece is half-white, half-Filopino (she was in attendance). They apparently butted heads often, but in that they were the only blood family each had, they also spent a large amount of time together. He was fiercely loyal to his friends, and had a great love of philosophy and studying history. Apparently he had a penchant for tying back most conversations to Hitler and the Nazis, blaming them for all the evils in the world today (not that that's a bad attribution, but admittedly, rather random). Today, he sits in an urn in the Hollywood Forever mausoleum, and his spirit lives at the Night in Tunisia cafe in Koreatown, Los Angeles.

Eugene Patrick Vier 5/23/1924 - 10/10/05

In other news, it looks like the girl and I are going to be taking a break. I realize that this is one of those made-up, conditional terms thats meant to lessen the blow of saying two people have broken up, but in that we will be revisiting the idea, later down the road, of getting back together, it serves its purpose. We'll surely also hang out often, but for the time being, its important for the both of us that we're not exclusive to each other.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted to go out and try and "get some," and I do plan on shifting my mentals to think more "single," but I don't necessarily expect that this will happen as neatly and easily as I would want it to. Having an ex-girlfriend in the same town is new territory for me, as all my relationships have ended due to us simply moving on with our lives in other cities.

Meanwhile, the doctor is prescribing heavy doses of working out, SG girls (especially Wendy and Alexsandria -- wuddup girls!), and new music from Atmosphere, Blackalicious, and DangerDoom.

And . . . scene.
VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
akirali:
1. Can you bend that thing?Kinda
2. I'd count that as "first time getting some." I'd agree.
3. Like father, like son. You have no idea
4. Now THATS a cool legacy. Hopefully it will be
5. I think I do too. At least you have a location condusive to wearing hoodies. Good point. How the hell often can you wear hoodies in LA? tongue
6. Enh, clearly your career as a scribe peaked early. I'd agree
7. As I read this, I kept thinking "well THIS explains it all." Then I finally got to "for my action figures." Whew. Well of course. Al my real ones are burried in the middle of Death Valley
9. Akira, meet Slug. Slug, meet Akira. Mr. Eatyourvegans has been introduced to Akira wink
10. Cats are the scaleless tank pets: leave 'em food, leave 'em alone, enjoy True.
11. There is such a thing as taking dorkdom to a level of respectable talent My dorkdom has reached a level "of biblical proportions" wink.
12. Then again, there's such a thing as nullifying that talent. . . . I will totally sic Affleck on your ass!
13. For a geek, this is far too normal. This is normal?
14. The ignorant think the dancers mad. I R Confuzzled
15. I don't usually compliment my own work, but when I'm critical of my work, I'm very, very, very good at it. Being critical of your work is better than praising it
16. Don't take as long as your dad on this one. I'm trying
17. Mutants are people too. Well if _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ has anything to say about it, all mutants will be people.
18. It's the midichlorians, bro. But you can control it with medication. But I'm not sure I want to...
19. It's not because of the tippy-toe talent that you've watched watched too many martial arts films, but because you think you have taught yourself said tippy-toe talent. . .Bill! Everything I know about ninjitsu I learned from tv
20. This means you were on SG at work. Damn, now THATS balls. Nope, not balls, addiction
Oct 19, 2005
terrakotta:
SHE IS NOT JUST EXPERIMENTING DAMN YOU!

Stop ruining my fantasies! tongue Especially since I am starting to get pal-sy with her at work wink hahaha
Oct 19, 2005

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