He has full intentions of doing this in the spring.
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That is our girl Nay. On her SECOND trip.
Dill has wanted to do this forever, and even had plans set once before the other guy backed out. I am not going. I am scared of heights, and planes. I will be safely on the ground with a rosary and my head between my knees.
My plan A. is to feed him lots of beer and jack and cokes this winter to make him forget this madness. Plan B involves lots of prayer!
A girl on ravelry ALMOST had to jump out of a plane. Her hubby is a hardcore skydiving fool, and they made a bet. If he knit a pair of socks by her birthday, she would jump out of the plane.
She did not have to jump. Heh.
He has full intentions of doing this in the spring.
Sunday was a great day for Naptown. Several months back, the Bloomington, IN team, the Bleeding Heartland Roller Girls started the process of becoming a WFTDA league. The application process involves getting letters of recommendation from at least three WFTDA leagues, and one of those three has to be the league closest to you. Since we are the closest league to Bloomington, they asked us for a letter.
Now, since we've never played them in a bout, we thought the best thing to do would be a fun scrimmage day. We can't write a letter for a team we've never hung out with, bouted, or practiced with right? So after a couple months of hammering down a date, getting that date canceled, then hammering down another date, only to have the time on that date changed by the refs, we finally got it figured out!
Let me tell you, pulling into the parking lot of our warehouse on a Sunday and struggling to find a spot, then walking into the warehouse and seeing a line to the bathroom, and 60 girls lacing on their skates felt great! (well, not the line to the bathroom part, that was crazy)
Our original plan for the scrimmage was thwarted by the fact that Bleeding Heartland brought less girls than we had planned. But roller girls adapt! So we played one period with our vets doing a jam against whoever Bloomington put out, then our Belles doing a jam, etc. In the second period we gave Bloomington our Belles, to mix into their team to even things up a bit. It just wasn't fair for us to have two teams worth of skaters against their one team. (though I tried to sneak Helluva,Katya and Blue back onto our team... it didn't work out for me ;) And it was hard to hit someone I knew as a NRG girl, especially since they were wearing black NRG shirts!
The second period was great for me personally, because by putting Sirens out on the track, and having enough sirens to bench in one jam, made me able to see how some of our skaters play. We're playing cleaner than we were in our practices over the summer, though at least one or two of our girls are handsy. Or they pull what I call the Spider Monkey, where they come up on the back of an opposing player and put their hands on her. For those of you that don't play derby, you can touch your own teammates as much as you want! Take a whip, shove them out of your way, pinch their butts, whatever. But you can NOT put your hands on an opposing player! Just your hips, shoulders, etc. Legal blocks only. So it was nice to see what a couple of our girls need to work on.
I only saw one Bloomington skater who had that problem. I can not for the life of me remember her name either! She was SUPER fast, and was good at confusing the pack. But during one jam, she pushed me out of her way, sending Sin and I toppling, and other time, pulled me back by my shirt. Obviously just a rookie mistake, and something that will get fixed quickly, otherwise she'll spend a good portion of a game in penalty, and that always sucks!
I wish, I wish I had written down names, and I can't find team photos of Bloomington with player names on their site to jar my memory. I do remember one skater whose number was 96 beers being just fantastic. A really good blocker whose style reminds me a little bit of Touretta's. Another skater from their team had short dark curly hair, was a powerhouse hitter. During one jam we traded some pretty good hits back and forth. I'd knock her out of bounds, she would catch up to the pack and knock me out of bounds! It was fantastic!
This was the second scrimmage we've done, last time was Evansville. It was fun, but not as much fun since they hadn't bouted yet at that time, and we were on our second season. So it was a little bit lopsided! This time was a little bit more even, especially once we gave them some of our girls. I highly recommend a scrimmage day to those teams who have not done it yet. I'll have to find out if someone was keeping score or not, so we can know who "won".
That's it for now!
And heard this on the news today....
FRANKLIN, Ind. (AP) -- A Republican county election clerk distributed copies of an apparent chain letter referring to Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama as a "young, black Adolf Hitler" to two employees but later told police she intended it to be a joke.
The employees, who had voted for Obama in Indiana's Democratic primary, discovered the letters at their desks after returning from Labor Day weekend, Deputy Sheriff Doug Cox said in a police report made public this week. One of the workers complained, and surveillance video showed Johnson County Clerk Jill Jackson placing an item one worker's desk at 5:27 p.m. on the Friday of Labor Day weekend, Cox said.
"She admitted to being responsible for the letter, but only did it as a joke," Cox said. Jackson told police she had intended to speak with the workers upon returning to work but forgot.
Jackson could not be reached for comment Thursday. She told the Daily Journal in Franklin, which first reported the letter's contents, that the issue was a personnel matter.
Johnson County Prosecutor Lance Hamner said Jackson did not violate any laws. One of the employees also filed a complaint with County Coordinator Kathleen Hash, who said Thursday she didn't know the status or disposition of the complaint.
Officials from both parties called the incident unsettling.
"I don't find anything funny about Adolf Hitler," said Jonathan Swain, Indiana campaign spokesman for Obama.
Doug Lechner, Republican Party chairman in the county just south of Indianapolis, said the letter was unacceptable and taints Jackson's ability to appear unbiased in administering this year's election. County clerks are responsible for training poll workers, providing all voters an opportunity to cast their ballot without influence, and overseeing vote counts.
"She's in a sensitive position and she has to give all the appearance of fairness," Lechner said.
The letter does not mention Obama by name but makes references to his ties to a Chicago church whose pastor, the Rev. Jeremiah Wright, adheres to black liberation theology. It is heavy with racial references, criticizing the candidate's parentage with such comments as, "He is proud of his 'African heritage' (a father who got a white girl pregnant and deserted her)" and asking, "Where is the pride in his 'White heritage?'"
The unsigned letter urges readers to send it to everyone they know.
"The U.S. citizens are just not ready to give up their country to this young, black 'Adolf Hitler' with a smile, poor direction and absolutely no experience!" it said.
Indiana this year is considered a battleground state, and Obama campaigned there Thursday, drawing an estimated 35,000 people to a rally in downtown Indianapolis.
Johnson County is heavily Republican, with nearly three-quarters of the votes cast in the 2004 presidential election going to President Bush.
It makes me seriously paranoid about how much my vote really counts in Johnson County...
More Joan of Dark and Knockdown Knits press. This time in Snippets crafty magazine!
Is it super vain of me to quote myself? Sometimes, when I do Q&A's I'm tired and at work, and I don't always remember what I said. (bonus points if you can catch my roller derby game play snafu in this interview)!
Anyway, I forgot that I said this, and it's damn funny... if I do say so myself!
Do you have any advice for someone wanting to take up roller derby ? Don't be afraid. Understand that you will bruise, then you will heal. You will fall down, and get back up again. Then you will fall again. And again. And hopefully the next time you fall, you'll take another girl with you.
heh. I'm clever and stuff.
So if any of you actually see me in real life, you know that my hair is freakishly long... and I'm told, causes flashbacks to playing with My Little Pony dolls. (due to it's pink, white, and blond hues)
Here's a pic from early summer. It's about 2 inches longer now.
Ugh. Horrible picture. Note to self: sleep exhaustion + multiple gin and tonics = ugly ass picture.
Anyway, imagine waking up at 4ish every day. Now imagine either working until 4pm, then going to roller derby practice where your hair needs to be out of your face and off your back (so your number shows. Oh, and ponytails are out of the question, due to your helmet) until around 9pm. Get home at 930pm, eat dinner, take shower, crawl in bed at 1030 or 11. Wake up at 4ish again the next day, and either repeat, or work until 8pm. Resulting in a 930 or 10pm bedtime. Meaning my hair is either tied in weird oragami knot thing on the back of my head, or covered with a bandanna, or both, 90% of the time.
I have now made the decision to cut my damn hair. I know.. it's long. It's pretty... yada yada yada. It is also a big pain in the butt to take care of, and no one ever SEES how long it is since I wear it up and out of my way all the time.
Which means... it is find my picky ass a cool hairstyle time! Last time I cut my hair (over 2 feet of it!) I made a BIG HUGE MISTAKE, but I learned from that mistake. I learned, that cutting your hair like Shannyn Sossamon does NOT mean you will lose 40 lbs, get an olive complexion and have big doe eyes. It instead, means that you will still look like a slightly stocky pale blonde chick with really short hair!
So this time, I need to ignore what the chic with the haircut looks like, and actually focus on the darn haircut!
Now here is my dilemma:
As you all know, I like the Twilight Series. (for an explanation of why a former English Lit/Womens Studies major is obsessed with Twilight, see Cleolindas post about twinkies and Twilight) As those of you who have read Twilight know... Alice Cullen is the most badass of the bunch. I love her! If you haven't read the series, once again see Cleolinda, and read the recaps. 5 words, Psychic Teenage Vampire Slumber Party. Alice is full of the awesome.
That brings me to my question, do I want the movie version Alice Cullen haircut because it's ALICE CULLEN, or is this actually a cute, low-maintenance hairdo for yours truly?Alice is the one in the blue, with the brown hair. And I would have to get that haircut sans bangs, because I suck at bangs. It takes me a month to find time to get to the salon, and I end up getting frustrated and cutting my bangs with my knitting scissors and no mirror. Needless to say, I do not do a very good job...
I also considered the Posh bob, but Dill Her0 is not a fan of the stacked in back hairdo. And Posh looks like an alien...
I finished this cute hat up yesterday for sale on my etsy site. It's so freaking cute! I almost want to keep it!
I used some nice Malabringo yarn I had left over from a Mohawk Hat I made for a friend. It's so soft, especially for wool! I'm starting to get hoooked on that yarn, which is bad since it can be pricey!So now I just need to make another one for me to keep!
Whoohoo! Just found out that I made the roster for the Northstar Bout in Minnesota! I've been DYING for a rematch with these girls. They were our third game of our first season, and they beat us. The frustrating thing was we SHOULD have won that game. They just flat out outsmarted/outplayed our asses. But we learned. Oh lord did we learn from that game! Sending jammers in as blockers to intentionally foul... brilliant! Why the eff didn't we ever think of that! Slowing the pack down to split it, and get your girl through the last couple of blockers? Holy crap! It was like a whole new world of how to play derby came to us after that night. Well... after a couple nights. After we washed the bitter out of our mouths and realized how smart these girls had played, compared to our strategy back then of, "jammers... get through the pack. Blockers... stop the other jammer" Though that game did introduce me to my first jammer on jammer action. Tin Lizzie was jamming for Northstar... and bitch was FAST!!! I heard her coming up behind me, then saw her coming up beside me, then she came in to hit me and boom! I laid her out and took off! The bummer being that during that time, the jam ended when the period clock ended. So with only 30 seconds left, I got to do a whole lotta nothing! But it totally put the fire in my butt for messing with jammers when I jam. I love nothing more! Bwahaha!
The other frustrating part of that game was a killer hit from a skater named Pogue Mahone while I was jamming for Naptown. She hit me to the outside, and I heard this sickening crunching sound in my shoulder. I kept going, finished my jam, and sat on the bench. Luckily, our coach didn't send me in for the final 2 jams of that period, because being an idiot, I might have gone. As it was, I sat there and went... Ow. My shoulder really, really hurts, and it's at a funny position, and I can't move it. Oh. Shit.
We skated back to the locker room, and I stood there for about 2 seconds, and tried to move my shoulder again. Owowow. Burst into tears, and asked for the doctor.
He shows up, and spends about 15 minutes deciding that it's not broken, but it is instead, and AC separation. Possible fracture. I then start trying to convince him to tape my arm down so I can go back out. His response?
Um. No way.
Instead it's painkillers and sling for the next couple weeks. Flash forward 2 years later, and my shoulder still isn't right. It was an AC separation, with a teeny, tiny fracture. I never got it looked at beyond the x-ray, so some days, it's just tons of fun.
Which is why I really want to play Northstar, and win this time. And give miss Pogue a hug and a beer and tell her no hard feelings. (then punch her in the shoulder... KIDDING)!!!
I haven't had a lot of time to post obviously, so this one could get kind of long! A couple weeks ago, a bunch of us NRG's headed over to Ellenberger Skate Park for the Circle City Socialites debut bout. The Socialites are more of a rec/fun league for girls that can't make the commitment to Naptown. We have a pretty strict 50% attendance policy, which apparently made it impossible for some girls to commit to our league. So they started up one on their own.
I was pretty excited to actually get to go WATCH a bout for once! They sold out the skate rink, with what looked like at least 200 people in attendance. Way to go girls!
Here's Dill and I at the bout.
They didn't bout another team, choosing instead to split up into Green Team vs. Black Team. I always have trouble with that, since I never know who to root for!
I was really, really looking forward to seeing my girl Peyton Slamming skate, but she wasn't able to bout that night. Boo! I'll have to go back just to see her on skates though! She's a fun gal!
Their pack was really good at staying together, and the pack speed was really slow, which made it pretty easy for the crowd to tell what was happening. I saw one VERY shocking ref call, right in front of us. A girl went down, stuck her leg out and tripped an opposing player. She put her hand up to her mouth, screeched, "I'm SO SORRY" and looked distraught. She then looked at the ref, expecting to be called out, when the ref pointed to the OTHER girl, the girl that got tripped, and called her out for pushing from behind. You know, when she fell on TOP of the other other girl. Aaarrrghhh! C'mon REFS!
That was pretty fun though, since we got to boo at the ref with no fear of an insubordination call!
There was one skater that reminded me a bit of Blazin Ace from the early derby days. She grew up on skates, was pretty fast, and would just shoot around the outside of the pack, wearing some sort of invisibility cloak or something, because no one even glanced at her! Her name was Fly, causing our friend Paul to scream, over and over, "Fly you are ON that shit"!
My ONLY complaint about the bout was that the teams seemed to be unevenly matched. I think the final score was 100 and something to 40 or 50 in favor of the Green Team. I don't know if a couple skaters on one team got a case of the nerves, while the skaters on the other team got a case of the awesomes, or if they just split the skill level up in favor of the Green Team. I would have to guess that it was unintentional though.
Also, in total crazy news... this woman came up to me at half time with a copy of my book asking for an autograph! How she knew I was going to be there.. or if she just happened to carry it with her that night.. who knows? But it was totally cool!
This past week was our busy week! Monday we had a catering job at a downtown bank. It went smoothly, but was a very early morning coupled with a very long night for us! Then Thursday we went to Talbot Street Bar to see My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult. Naptown girls were there supporting, and Dill and Brownie Her0 were the MC's for the night.
First off, Talbot Street = AWESOME bar! It's clean, the bathrooms are nice (though very small) and there is a kick ass VIP lounge that we got to partake in.
I was excited to see Thrill Kill Kult, since I was a HUGE fan back in high school, when I was too young to go to their shows. (as the bouncer at the Vouge was very kind to tell me as he booted me out the back door in '96)
I bounced around all week, and when they finally took the stage I scurried up close, while still managing to maintain a wide berth for dancing! Alas... I should have gotten a fake ID in '96. The show was okay, but they were just... there. No interaction, no excitement from the members... and I would bet money that the vocals weren't live. Plus they just seemed pissed to be there, like, "omg.. how dare you people pay money and cheer for us and... ugh! it sucks to be onstage for you.. blah blah blah"
Still though, I danced my little but off until the very end. Jumped around and clapped like an idiot. It wasn't a HORRIBLE show by any means, and I was there to have a good time, no matter what!
Dan and I got out of there around 1am, and headed home, landing our butts in bed around 230am. I was not pleased when the alarms went off at 4am for us to get to work! Luckily we weren't working a full day, so we did get to go back to bed later on.
Then it was off to the Handicraft Exchange, where Naptown had a booth, as well as Aggressively Awesome Stitches. It was a lot of fun. I sold two sets of arm warmers in the first hour, and everyone at our booth did really well. We all made profit, so that was good. I had to resist the urge to blow all my money at the other booths. There was just so much cool stuff to check out! I did get a copy of Touretta Lynn's new book, Roller Derby Art, and Dan got a cool robot painting. We also lined up some new artists for the shop this year, so that was exciting!
Here are some pics from the event:
-Matt and Kay were back in town for the night! I wish I had gotten a picture of her super cute preggers belly! It's adorable!
Super cool robot painting. This guy is going to be at the shop for 2 mos.
Dan spent part of Sunday drawing. Sassy Burrito helped.
That's it for now! Gearing up for our bout in Minnesota! Lots of training, scrimmaging, etc.