i went rock climbing yesterday.
i had hitherto been a rock climbing virgin, but now i know the joys of belaying and 5.10 climbs and i’ve discovered my inner gollum(remember the scene where he’s scampering up the mountain where the spider((sheol??)) lives?).
and, after spending 90 minutes rock climbing yesterday, i’ve discovered
that there are certain muscles in my body that had, most likely, never been
used before.
like the tippy tops of my forearms. and some of my finger muscles.
i came home from rock climbing and tried to open a bottle of teany and i felt like a kitten on muscle relaxants.
my fingers just didn’t want to grip anything, as if they were saying to me: ‘we were keeping you alive by gripping rocks, so now we’re taking a break, hopefully you’ll get along fine without us for a little while.’
wait, am i turning into a…a…jock?
i played tennis last week, rock climbing yesterday…should i be concerned?
can i still be a card-carrying nerd and climb rocks and play tennis once every 2 years?
this would be my nerd quiz:
a-what is an imzadi?
b-the hive queen and the ______?
c-comic book guys last words?
d-david byrne went to which new england art school?
e-thomas pynchon’s favorite band?
f-fortran5 is ______?
g-‘spellbound’ is the name of 2 movies, which have you seen more recently?
h-schrodinger’s dog/cat/turtle/mouse?
i-name 5 of brian eno’s musical projects.
j-pronounce ‘hegemony'(hint, this is sort of the answer to one of the other questions…it’s also a trick question).
ok, nerd cred in check.
phew.
i was concerned.
moby