1-126!!! ..And the Path to the Dark Side?

So I was in early on a Saturday night due to “dizziness.” Not mine. I had gone to see a movie, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist, at Battery Park. Good movie, good company. But that’s where that chapter of that night ended.

I watched the end of SNL standing. Coldplay was on, and their sets provided appropriate background to my pacing around the dining room. After SNL ended, my roommate challenged me to ping pong. Why not? We jumped right into the game. Next thing I know the score was 10-2, me… and then 21-13, me. I had won my first game of ping pong against Kenji. He had won the previous 125 games straight. Pathetic, I know, but it is what it is. Anyway, victory as I had imagined it would be ELATION. I thought I would jump and scream and fucking go ape-shit when I finally won a game. Instead, I simply said “another?”.

The next morning while Steph was cooking us brunch (THANK YOU, STEPH! Your chocolate chip banana pancakes are to die for!), myself, Tamara, Kenji, and one of Steph’s friends fired up Mario Kart. Team race – Me and Tamara versus Kenji and […]. Let’s admit, I am easily the worst Mario Kart player in the apartment, I am usually good for between 10 and 20 points, as my team invariably loses. On this occasion I put up 46 points and Tamara and I won.

That afternoon, we played whiffle ball at the park under the Brooklyn Bridge. In a game to 10, I am normally good for about 3 or 4 runs; I contributed 8, including one homer that hit the bridge and one that went up onto the bridge. In two summers, I have only hit one whiffle ball onto the bridge --- and that’s when I was batting righty. I now bat lefty. It’s unusual.

Late that afternoon, I gave a friend a walking-tour of the financial district. I think two or three comments were made about how fast I was walking.

Tonight, I’ve punched out three blog entries since returning home from dinner at 10pm. Also, unusual.

I can’t quite speculate as to the source of this 4-day spout of focus, but let’s just hope it is more Luke than Anakin – more Jedi than Sith. Ah, have you missed the Star Wars references?

If you have, perhaps a Kanye Lyric:

I wanna a good girl she want a gentleman

We sayin' the same thing like a synonym

I wasn't really spittin game I was scrimmagin'

My pimpinship's so hard it needs censorship

I'ma chicagoan till Chicago ends

Till we blow like Chicago wind

I don't know what's better, gettin laid or gettin paid

I just know when I'm gettin one, the other's gettin away

This way