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Back, maybe

Lot of dead air here, lately, but I think I’m back for good. Our modem shit the bed early last week, and any precious time I did have with net access was spent either on work (the paying kind) or Armada-related things. The website is ninety percent there, and I’ll let you know when we’re officially open for business. In the meantime, our info is still available here. If you’ve told all those attractive strangers like I asked, I suggest you move on to the ugly ones.

And, to discuss:

What is your greatest physical accomplishment? Could be riding a bull, squeezing out a kid, running a marathon, or perfecting the one-inch punch. Gimme.

Comments

Rebecca said…
Finishing in the top twelve in the province in women's epee at varsity finals when I was in undergrad. That was... some time ago.
Anonymous said…
You were making a little joke with the 'sqeezing out the kid' comment, but I have to say that is my greatest physical accomplishment. It almost killed both of us. But, I avoided the seizures, managed to look like a whale for approximately 3 months, wasn't allowed to move from my bed for 4 weeks, and yet somehow managed to give birth to an incredible kid who is currenly terrorizing some unsuspecting toddler.

Now - if I can manage to stay with the current diet and get down to 'ideal' weight, that will take have to take the #1 spot. (Poor kid. He's got such a great mom.)

(And - what the fuck? You don't want to live with ME in Toronto? I am super-cool, man. Super-cool.)
Anonymous said…
My #1 physical accomplishment?

Not killing stupid people.

Glad to see you back, man.
Anonymous said…
Jorge, if that was indeed a physical acomplishment, I would love to have seen it....Jorge trying desperately to stop his own fist from flying forth and landing on some poor bastards face. The struggle quickly becoming a battle akin to Richard Chesler vs. Tyler Durden in the fight that started the "Fight Club", with people looking on in bewilderment....the poor bastard you were about to pummel just moments ago not sure whether to thank you for sparing him or break up the fight.

As for my own greatest physical accomplishment...I suppose it might be completing a half ironman triathalon....perhaps an "aluminum man"...

Tien
Anonymous said…
being the "touch you last" champion of the world. YES
Anonymous said…
Barry, that's all you got, man.

Because I'm the caps champion of the world, dude

Belee'dat!
Dave said…
Barry, I thought you pick that time you beat Gaffey in the competition to see who could hold Johny up in a suplex longest.

Also: you wish.
Jay said…
Climbing down from the heighest tree ever. The getting up part was easy - then the realizing I was up was crappy, and then deciding that I'd either sit up there until I starved to death or fell to my death was not good either, but still better than having to climb down.
Anonymous said…
(I'm going to do a cross-comment here, which is completely annoying, but I feel the need to defend myself!)

DAVE - both of those times were completely unintentional.

#1 - I realized I was late picking up my son - and they charge me $5 per minute that I'm late.

#2 - the wireless internet connection that I've been 'borrowing' until mine is hooked up went kaput!

Not my fault!!

So, I'm sorry, okay?

Jeez. You're so demanding.

:)

Also: I always use emoticons. It will happen again, frequently.
Anonymous said…
The whole suplex-on-the-bed thing still brings back nightmares of blood on the wall, and water in the basement.

Also:I am

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