Strongman Competition
Out strode a broad dwarf and beckoned impatiently for the contestants. As they were still lining up, the dwarf began.
"Orright, ye gat three things to do and ye'd better do 'em well. Firstly, we got some rocks. See these rocks?" the dwarf pointed to nine stones of seemingly the same size. "Ya throw 'em. Farthest throw wins the game. No gettin' a runnin' go either." He picked up a round stone and hurled it a good distance. "Do that. Chop! Chop!"
The Kurach each took a stone and threw it as hard as they could in the direction of the dwarf's stone. All fell short, but one managed to land closely behind.
"Well, lessee if ye do any better with sticks," he grumbled. "Secondly, we have some wee sticks. See them sticks?" the dwarf pointed at a pile of logs. "Pick 'em up, and chunk 'em. Hold 'em straight up and down, then throw them as hard as you can. And they had better go straight from ye! No rollin' or leanin' or comin' back. Straight as an arrow, if ye ain't too ignorant to know what an arrow is. Aw, fiddle biscuits, let me show you featherheads how," the dwarf grumbled. He marched over to the logs and grabbed one that was easily six times his length. He kept it perfectly upright and balanced as he ran a short distance and then threw it with all his might. It flew up, turned over once, and when its other end hit the ground, it fell away from him. "Like that. Hop to it! Toss, toss, toss! The more the better before the waterclock ends!"
One by one, they took their turns lifting, balancing, and throwing from the pile of logs to see how many they could throw before the small bucket of water ran out. Most averaged about six or eight logs before their time was up. One poor fellow only managed four. Two managed to throw nine logs, but one lost points because his log fell back toward him.
Clearly dissatisfied, the dwarf let them rest, and then ushered them on to the next portion.
Notes & Commentary
April 20, 2017, Thursday
Strongman Competition
Caber tossing. Fun fun.
Thank the stars that tax season has ended! This is the first quiet morning I've gotten to tend to online stuff. I've been getting four or five broken hours of sleep for a month now 'cause the baby wants to go to bed at one o'clock, have a romp a three o'clock, and get up at six o'clock! She'd previously been waking up just enough to get something to eat. I don't know what sparked this energetic streak.
Lots of interesting people this year. A few beautiful accents too. Some folks from the Pacific Islands, Europe, the Mediterranean, and of course the ones from below the border. A few new Northerners too. Ohio! I'm used to seeing folks from Michigan, Minnesota, and Illinois, with the occasional Californian or New Yorker, but Ohio was unexpected. I tease that we have some citizen swap work program or something in our little vertical swath of the USA. But, man, do I feel for them when August rolls around! Especially if they're from way up north, like a stone's throw from the Canadian border. The muggy heat is bad enough when you grow up in it, I imagine it's twice as bad when you're not used to it.
Anywho, still playing King of Avalon: Dragon Warfare. Come join me in Kingdom 232 if ya want. Free to play. 
And of course, there is an Android emulator for a real computer in case you are understandably frustrated with being limited to a 4" screen.
My other stress reliever and coping mechanism these past few months has been DAREBEE.com, and also comes with recommendations. Try the recipes. The peanut butter cow patties were delicious. Yeah, yeah, "no-bake breakfast protein bars", but, let's face it, they are peanut butter cow patties. Especially if you use sweetened condensed milk instead of coconut milk, and throw in a few chocolate chip morsels. 
In other news, found a home we like. Quiet, secluded, out in the country away from all the noise of the city and sorta-suburbs. You'd think being surrounded by three cow pastures and a horse pasture would make for a quieter life, but it doesn't. Now we just need another job to be able to pick up a mortgage payment, and we're gone. I look forward to being able to have my own yard again where I'm not being watched or scolded if I go into my yard. I feel stalked most of the time. I guess I kind of am. 
Characters - Barrow - Tihalt - Per - Robi - Roth - Siarl - Damien - Bannan -
Tags - Just Another Day -
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