So we realized…

That the band had started, and no one was dancing…It took us a minute to realize that everyone was waiting for us! We were the bride and groom, we had to have the first dance, before anyone else did. We had honestly forgotten that. So we got up to dance, and I looked over and saw our sparring rapiers. We had briefly talked about doing a sword fight as a first dance, but only half seriously. But now the moment was here, and I acted. I grabbed the weapon sets, and passed Courtney her sword and dagger, and took up mine. And we went at it! Slow to start, of course. No masks, balloons all over the floor, and Courtney in super high heels to boot. Fortunately, Andy had an inkling of what was up and grabbed his iphone and started recording: Man, was it fun. You can see where…

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The only way to have a first dance

For us, anyway. We met over swordplay, so how else would we dance? I know one person recorded video of it, so that should be coming along shortly. And lots more photos. The wedding was amazing. Small, but as wonderful as you could ask for in a wedding. We missed the presence of a lot of our friends, but I’m sure finances will improve enough in a year for us to have an anniversary party. The food was perfect, the booze was flying but we never ran out, the band was…well, the lead singer had to leave before the last song to compete in a major singing competition. She won. No one at the wedding was surprised. A lot of good memories I’ll share in future, but for now we are on honeymoon. It’s an overdue vacation for both of us, and we are going to make the most of…

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Getting married!

Limited, sporadic updates for the next two weeks, getting married tomorrow and then off on a nice biking honeymoon. I’ll post when I can, but I expect to be just a smidge occupied…I promise to take lots of notes for future posts, though. See you all in two weeks!

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Tough it out to give it out

The first person to dislocate my jaw was my brother. He started out as a really small kid. Small, frail…and temperamental. As he got older, that temper turned into a sinewy strength. In his teens, he was only small compared to a lowland gorilla. The sinewy strength was still there, but now it had some massive muscles to back it. Being the older brother, I had an advantage in training. So when we were sparring in front of a class full of my students, and he got me in a headlock, he panicked a bit. He told me later that as soon as he managed to get a grip on my head, the first thought that went through his head was “Oh shit, I’m grappling with Randy!” He jumped back as fast as possible, before I could apply my hands to him. Would have been a good move for him,…

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CNAT Finale

I woke up with the sun Saturday morning, had a yurt all to myself. I drank some water, got dressed, and did my morning workout on the wooden floor. Went over my class notes, read a little, wrote a few brief notes. It was peaceful and quiet, I felt completely alone and calm. Grabbed my notebook and decided to head down to the main hall and see about getting some coffee. See if anyone was up yet, or if they were all still sleeping off the beer and fire-driven craziness of the night before. I saw one or two people walking about on my way down. A few more in the hall, milling about. I said my good mornings, got my coffee, and walked over to outside deck to check out the view of the ocean. And that’s when I realized everyone wasn’t still sleeping in. Just barely eight in…

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Cascadia North Accolade Tournament 2012

Right, part one of my recollections of Cascadia North. First up will be my raw notes, taken at various points in the weekend and only edited for spelling and grammar. Read at your own risk! Friday Night It’s one AM and I’m completely smashed. I helped myself like a greedy pig to the public keg. It didn’t seem like a lot at first, but one cup after another, and the conversations flowed. Devon made a great speech about responsibility and/in swordplay, and I’ve asked him to write a guest post on it. He talked about putting faith and responsibility on the practitioner, trusting each other to fight with valour and integrity and still keep a sense of responsibility towards our fellow fighters. Powerful stuff. I can’t recall it, because I got into the bourbon afterwards. I know I look forward to nagging him about that post! Good people here. David…

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