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Sep. 10th, 2006 11:54 pmHad today off.
I began by getting up at the crack of dawn to go to roller derby practice. I skated like a fiend and only had to stop twice to remove my skates, count my toes to make sure I still had them, and put my skates back on. We took no breaks, but did constant pace-line drills: ( an overview of practice. )
I think I've finally chosen a derby name. It wasn't even on the poll, but it's grown on me:
B-17, after the WWII bombers, the Flying Fortresses. (Also known as the Queen of Bombers.) They were mostly used for the daylight precision raids on industrial targets, flown by Americans based in England, although they saw service in a number of other theatres as well. They were largely famous because they were sturdy, and often made it back to their home bases with large portions of the fuselage, wings, and even tailpiece shot off. I'm hoping using the name will put a kind of positive spin on how fucking clumsy I am.
I got home and Z suggested going out to brunch, so we went to Betty's down on Virginia St. Betty's is great because they're sort of hippie-granoly, but the food is good, so even meat lovers can have an entirely vegan meal and not even really notice that it's healthy. I had mushrooms benedict, while Z had a breakfast casserole. I flat-out inhaled the thing, and was quite satisfied, but of course I was hungry again in an hour because I'd been so hungry to start with.
After that we came home and decided to hit the Apple store. ( Computers! )
The afternoon was spent in a short nap followed by movies. We went to Mondo Video's new location in the university district last night, and rented two movies. The first was a Turkish remake of Star Wars, which was sort of the cinematic equivalent of a techno remix mashup of Star Wars, Planet of the Apes, and Flash Gordon. It was great, but the DVD had errors, and so it crapped out before we could see the end. I don't know how it ends, but when it crapped out, the hero had melted the golden brain and the spiky sword into a pair of gold gloves and boots, and was jumping on trampolines to leap over the heads of the furry red wookies and mummies with bear claws. I imagine he gets to save the world and gets the speechless pouting blonde girl, but I'm not sure.
This afternoon we watched the other movie, which was a slightly fictionalized documentary re-enactment of Bettie Page's life. It was moderately interesting, especially the scenes where they recreated lost bondage movies Bettie is known to have shot.
More interesting, to me, was the accompanying feature movie "How To Pose Nude" with narration by noted pinup photographer Bunny Yeager. She is offscreen throughout, but conducts an interview with the model cast as Bettie in the feature film, and then there is video footage of several photo shoots with Bunny photographing Paige (the model), and talking her through poses.
( What I Learned From Bunny )
I might write a novel about a porn star, webcam girl, or pinup one of these days.
I began by getting up at the crack of dawn to go to roller derby practice. I skated like a fiend and only had to stop twice to remove my skates, count my toes to make sure I still had them, and put my skates back on. We took no breaks, but did constant pace-line drills: ( an overview of practice. )
I think I've finally chosen a derby name. It wasn't even on the poll, but it's grown on me:
B-17, after the WWII bombers, the Flying Fortresses. (Also known as the Queen of Bombers.) They were mostly used for the daylight precision raids on industrial targets, flown by Americans based in England, although they saw service in a number of other theatres as well. They were largely famous because they were sturdy, and often made it back to their home bases with large portions of the fuselage, wings, and even tailpiece shot off. I'm hoping using the name will put a kind of positive spin on how fucking clumsy I am.
I got home and Z suggested going out to brunch, so we went to Betty's down on Virginia St. Betty's is great because they're sort of hippie-granoly, but the food is good, so even meat lovers can have an entirely vegan meal and not even really notice that it's healthy. I had mushrooms benedict, while Z had a breakfast casserole. I flat-out inhaled the thing, and was quite satisfied, but of course I was hungry again in an hour because I'd been so hungry to start with.
After that we came home and decided to hit the Apple store. ( Computers! )
The afternoon was spent in a short nap followed by movies. We went to Mondo Video's new location in the university district last night, and rented two movies. The first was a Turkish remake of Star Wars, which was sort of the cinematic equivalent of a techno remix mashup of Star Wars, Planet of the Apes, and Flash Gordon. It was great, but the DVD had errors, and so it crapped out before we could see the end. I don't know how it ends, but when it crapped out, the hero had melted the golden brain and the spiky sword into a pair of gold gloves and boots, and was jumping on trampolines to leap over the heads of the furry red wookies and mummies with bear claws. I imagine he gets to save the world and gets the speechless pouting blonde girl, but I'm not sure.
This afternoon we watched the other movie, which was a slightly fictionalized documentary re-enactment of Bettie Page's life. It was moderately interesting, especially the scenes where they recreated lost bondage movies Bettie is known to have shot.
More interesting, to me, was the accompanying feature movie "How To Pose Nude" with narration by noted pinup photographer Bunny Yeager. She is offscreen throughout, but conducts an interview with the model cast as Bettie in the feature film, and then there is video footage of several photo shoots with Bunny photographing Paige (the model), and talking her through poses.
( What I Learned From Bunny )
I might write a novel about a porn star, webcam girl, or pinup one of these days.
