The Kitten thinks the things that make noise in hula hoops are roly-polies. She gets mad when I call them doodlebugs. I never knew their real name until I looked them up today.
So I clicked on the Family category, and my last post was in December. Really? December?
So then I decided that I better start documenting cute things that The Kitten does or says or I won’t have any stories to embarrass her with when she’s a teenager. And what better place to do it than the place where I said I was going to talk about my family?
So here goes…The Kitten calls Play-Doh tomato. Don’t know why, because she can’t (or won’t) explain. Confusing, but very cute.
Something else funny about that…when you type Playdoh, spell check suggests Playboy and Playtex. Nice.
Last year, I enjoyed an extraordinary season with the Burlesque Brawlers of the Houston Roller Derby. Sometimes I would jam back-to-back and get lead jammer both times. Sometimes I would send the opposing jammer into the crowd and skate away. Sometimes my eyes would glow, and girls would just fall down. Well, that last one might be an exaggeration…
When I was excited about my performance, I would share my excitement with the crowd by showing them what I was hiding under my skirt.
Ah, yes…the Meow Butt. It became something so much more than a cheeky gimmick. Wasn’t long before the announcers would start calling it out before I could even flash it. Many people made me smile through my injuries by just saying, “Meowch!” Really, I just hope I inspired others to quit taking themselves so seriously, because God knows I started having a lot more fun when I learned how to laugh at myself.
Why am I sharing this today? This was posted as a way to promote a new website called sk*rt. I can win a bunch of cool stuff if you go over there and vote for me. You can do a revealing post, too, and I’ll vote for you!
We certainly showed up for the Big Top Brawl. The “unofficial” score posted by super fan, Phil, at yahoo group RollerDerbyIsSport was HaRD Knocks 197, Las Tejanas 79. I trust Phil’s powers of observation, so I feel comfortable posting it on my recap. Although I didn’t put any of those points on the scoreboard since I’m not ready to jam yet, I’d like to think I helped a little bit. I had a hard time chasing down their fastest jammer, Tonya Hurting, and I had a hard time taking anybody off their feet. So I’m not going to deny that I wasn’t 100% ready for this bout, yet I’m not totally disappointed in my performance either. In one particularly ferocious jam, I was able to keep their jammer outside the lines for a couple of laps. The opposing blockers found it so difficult to take me off my feet that they used double-teaming tactics to do it in the second half. When it was all said and done, it felt extremely good to win again, even if the win had to be that ugly.
Also, I’m more than proud of our Knockouts, the second HRD team that was put together to play Austin’s Honky Tonk Heartbreakers. They played a nailbiter and came out ahead, 92-82. Just take my word for it that this is a huge accomplishment…way to go, Knockouts!
I’m going to do some other exciting stuff this weekend besides skating in my first bout in ten months on Sunday. For instance, lunch on Saturday will be with about twenty some-odd other people that I have only met online. No need to be alarmed, though, since they are Mama Drama readers and writers. Completely harmless, yet most likely bad influences for tempting me with margaritas the day before a bout. Sounds like I’ll fit right in.
I know I’ve procrastinated posting June’s bout poster, but I had doubts that it would really happen. I thought last week that everyone on the HaRD Knocks was going to kill each other, because there are 20 of us on the team and only 14 can skate for a single bout. You can see how ugliness tends to surround the announcement of the bout day roster. I’m pretty sure I’m still on that roster, even though people have complained about my inclusion, and I sat through scrimmaging yesterday. I’m sure they’re thinking Catazon doesn’t need the practice anyway…she’ll pick up right where she left off TEN MONTHS AGO! Bring Dad out, because this should be the most entertaining bout yet this season.
Shout out to Brat Poison, a very talented teammate, who designed this month’s poster.
I don’t write too much about my profession (I’m a tad burnt out over it at the moment), but every once in a while, I come across tidbits relating to libraries that actually impress me. Servers for the Library of Congress, the largest library in the world, store 20tb of data. Servers for the third installment of the Pirates of the Caribbean series stored 103tb of data. Do the math…more than five Libraries of Congress. Wow!
