MySpace can't get them all
The fact that I do indeed have an LJ was recently brought back to my attention. As such, I'm just going to throw out a random update, if nothing else to see which of y'all still read this sporadic posts.
Throughout my life, I've accumulated some random skills for everyday living from activities that were not originally intended for them. These are as follows:
-Feet chock full of dexterity. After 3-4 years of tae kwon do training, you start to learn to do stuff with your feet. When jumping and protecting your various body parts relies on the feet, they take a priority. As long as the door is not locked, I can open a variety of doors using solely my feet. This includes knobs, handles, and push buttons. Also, when barefoot, I can pick up a variety of objects depending on weight and size, with my toes. The lighter ones, I can toss into the air and catch. Heavier ones, I can lift to waist level and grab.
-Random incredible reflexes. Again, after all the martial arts (even with my years off of training) I occasionally have moments of lightning reflexes. They're far between now, but my accomplishments rank in the league of catching falling glasses, catching a fly in flight (once), stopping a thrown baseball without looking, and catching an angry kitten (trust me...they're quick and crafty creatures).
-Box sorting/arrangement. From my "flow team" (i.e. stockboy) days (nights, as it was 3rd shift) at Target, I learned how to "face" boxes. This entailed quickly making a hell ravaged aisle look as fresh as the day some planning and development advisor smacked his blueprints on the ass and called them a store. This serves me in my current job, also dealing w/ many boxes (they dehydrate the hands. use lotion when dealing with cardboard, if you value your cuticles). However, it has also lead me use said skills when moving people. I can fill a truck, empty a truck, and refill a house in record time while leaving paths through boxes and truly leading the owners to wonder if taking everything out of the boxes would ruin the incredibly feng shui my box placement has created.
-Chucking stuff. This skill is from the discus/shot put days (last two years) in high school. It allows me to throw pipe with ease now at work. I get incredible distance on the rolls. It also helps greatly for moving large rocks (which, oddly, is an event I encounter rather frequently for living in pre-plowed farm country).
-Lack of hand related common sense. Again, tae kwon do related, but I can punch much stuff without thinking. This has lead to: split knuckles, calloused knuckles, sprained fingers, bump-containing wrist, odd bruises, and much more. However, at work, I've found it quick and useful to punch through boxes to break them down. Also, it's useful for breaking down drywall, VERY small trees, and old furniture. Not so handy for breaking ice...which lead to the aforementioned split knuckles.
-Unfathomable patience/adaptability. This happy skill comes from my living a life of playing the listener role for those in my family. It also probably lead to my "Most Happy-Go-Lucky" election senior year in high school. I've a knack for hearing folks' problems and offering some sort of advice aside from shouting at other people. This does kind of backfire at times, as it leads to the feeling of not taking a solid stance when one is too flexible. The real trick, is figuring out how to listen to myself later...without the talking to myself part that is. For the doctor said if I start that again, it's back to the blue pills. I hate the blue pills.
Hmm. That seems post worthy. I'll even not put it on myspace. Just so it feels more original.
Throughout my life, I've accumulated some random skills for everyday living from activities that were not originally intended for them. These are as follows:
-Feet chock full of dexterity. After 3-4 years of tae kwon do training, you start to learn to do stuff with your feet. When jumping and protecting your various body parts relies on the feet, they take a priority. As long as the door is not locked, I can open a variety of doors using solely my feet. This includes knobs, handles, and push buttons. Also, when barefoot, I can pick up a variety of objects depending on weight and size, with my toes. The lighter ones, I can toss into the air and catch. Heavier ones, I can lift to waist level and grab.
-Random incredible reflexes. Again, after all the martial arts (even with my years off of training) I occasionally have moments of lightning reflexes. They're far between now, but my accomplishments rank in the league of catching falling glasses, catching a fly in flight (once), stopping a thrown baseball without looking, and catching an angry kitten (trust me...they're quick and crafty creatures).
-Box sorting/arrangement. From my "flow team" (i.e. stockboy) days (nights, as it was 3rd shift) at Target, I learned how to "face" boxes. This entailed quickly making a hell ravaged aisle look as fresh as the day some planning and development advisor smacked his blueprints on the ass and called them a store. This serves me in my current job, also dealing w/ many boxes (they dehydrate the hands. use lotion when dealing with cardboard, if you value your cuticles). However, it has also lead me use said skills when moving people. I can fill a truck, empty a truck, and refill a house in record time while leaving paths through boxes and truly leading the owners to wonder if taking everything out of the boxes would ruin the incredibly feng shui my box placement has created.
-Chucking stuff. This skill is from the discus/shot put days (last two years) in high school. It allows me to throw pipe with ease now at work. I get incredible distance on the rolls. It also helps greatly for moving large rocks (which, oddly, is an event I encounter rather frequently for living in pre-plowed farm country).
-Lack of hand related common sense. Again, tae kwon do related, but I can punch much stuff without thinking. This has lead to: split knuckles, calloused knuckles, sprained fingers, bump-containing wrist, odd bruises, and much more. However, at work, I've found it quick and useful to punch through boxes to break them down. Also, it's useful for breaking down drywall, VERY small trees, and old furniture. Not so handy for breaking ice...which lead to the aforementioned split knuckles.
-Unfathomable patience/adaptability. This happy skill comes from my living a life of playing the listener role for those in my family. It also probably lead to my "Most Happy-Go-Lucky" election senior year in high school. I've a knack for hearing folks' problems and offering some sort of advice aside from shouting at other people. This does kind of backfire at times, as it leads to the feeling of not taking a solid stance when one is too flexible. The real trick, is figuring out how to listen to myself later...without the talking to myself part that is. For the doctor said if I start that again, it's back to the blue pills. I hate the blue pills.
Hmm. That seems post worthy. I'll even not put it on myspace. Just so it feels more original.