the saying "you hafta be in that person's shoes to truly know what they're talking about" has sorta nothing to do with it, but stick with me. i've always watched curling on tv and kinda snorted a bit. like i liked the sport, but it didnt look that hard. i think part of my arrogance to the sport is that i didnt know how the strategy factored in, and i had NO CLUE how hard it was to control that friggin rock. AND to keep UP with the rock to sweep the ice in front.

safe to say, NOW I KNOW.
firstly (wow sounds like i'm writing a high school essay again), throwing the rock. i played for roughly two hours, and i STILL dont know how much weight to throw that rock with. weight as in speed or how hard i push it. most of my shots were short. and then of course, lets not even talk about the curling of the rock itself, as i had no idea where to aim. most of the time i was just hoping the rock would stay in play.

secondly, i always thought the sweepers were kinda just useless and they did a lot more work than they actually had to. little did i know that keeping up with a fast moving rock is much more work than just sliding along. of course, being a newb, i had a great time tryin to just keep my balance along the way. i think most of the times i just gave up halfway and let the rock just go its course.

WELL i think i'm done ranting about curling. i've lost my train of thought. this post has taken me a good half hour just to write. and its one of my shorter posts.

oh here's sth i was reminded of today.
"what do you call a black pilot?"
"A PILOT, what are you racist?!"

oh today i had lunch with em, justin and jen, and you KNOW someone doesnt know me very well when they dont know what to do when i crack a bad joke. like jen i think was kinda debating whether or not to laugh AT ME or just kinda stare. hahahaha :)

end randomness for tonight, man i'm all over the place right now. i'm still a lil frazzled.