I started going to the dojo when I was in sixth grade. It was a very masculine environment; there weren’t a lot of other girls there but the male senseis who ran the place were great guys and they genuinely loved having female students because we were such a rarity.
Now back in sixth grade I was tinier even than what I am now, and now I’m only 5’2. Then I was probably even under 5’0. I mean I was a squirt of a kid. But I loved to fight; I loved to be in the ring, I loved the adrenaline rush and I loved having punches hurled at me. It was fun for me. Our dojo did full-contact sparring, which was pretty brutal. These were the only rules:
you must wear a mouth guard and gloves
no hits below the belt
That’s pretty much it.
Anyway every Thursday was Fight Night, where all we did was spar each other. And on my First Night Sensei Diven—who has since passed, bless his soul—paired me up with this really cocky and assholish brown belt to show me the ropes a little. This brown belt kid was bigger than me by a lot; he must have been at least six feet and twice my weight. But man was I excited to get into the ring! I had a fight boiling in my blood.
Now, Sensei Diven was not a stupid man and he hated high-ranking kids that showed a bad attitude. This kid had a bad attitude. So he must have seen the evil gleam in my eye from a mile away and decided it was time for a little improvisation.
Anyway, Sensei yelled, “Start!” and I leapt into fight stance and the other kid didn’t even put his hands up. He was laughing at me, sneering, the whole nine yards. “I’ll give you a free one.” he joked, and he slapped his side. “You barely weigh 100 pounds and you’re a girl. So go ahead, little girl. Hit me.”
And I hit him. I cocked my leg up as high as it would go and roundhouse kicked him right in the ribs with all of my might and all of the contempt I felt for his stupid cocky face which was covered in ugly-ass freckles and his nasty-ass braces. And I heard a crack. Like a real snap! sound. And the kid has a look of surprise on his face like it was nobody’s business, and then he goes right to the floor like a sack of potatoes.
Now, Sensei Diven leisurely strolls over from the group of black belts who are laughing their asses off at me, the tiny little white belt, sending my Goliath to the floor. I mean they’re laughing so hard they look like they’re about to pee themselves. They think it’s a game. And in his great booming voice he hollers:
“Brown Belt! Why are you on the floor? Do you not see this white belt has been assigned to fight you?”
And meanwhile he is just crying. I broke one of his ribs.
And Sensei Diven just squats down next to this poor kid and whispers, “Don’t you know that women are made of pain?”
If theres one thing I crave whenever I play New vegas it’s.. horses.. So i MADE MY OWN
They’re called sleipnir for pretty self explanatory reasons, plus I thought being named after something mythological fits pretty well with some of the other mutant animals in the wastes. The run cycle is mostly rotoscoped
Can we also talk about how this is the best translation tool for non English speakers? I want this for traveling!
You’re telling me someone designed something widely useful AND remembered that colorblindness is a thing that exists?
I’m. So. Excited. About. This.
I saw this on CBS Sunday morning. A woman held it up to the journalist and it was like, “white man, brown hair, 40 years old.”
He looked so
Reblogging because I want to remember to learn more about this!
This is awesome but can we also talk about how this gifset is useless for visually impaired people without some kind of transcription? I’ve never met a screen reader that can read text over gifsets. (If someone else has, by all means please correct me.)
A series of six images that show the app being used to identify things from cups, Pepsi bottles in the store, and new Apple air buds.
Text over images reads: Aipoly is about to release an app that helps the blind “see” through their smartphone.The Aipoly Vision App can recognize objects at a speed of 3 times a second.It can help the visually impaired navigate through their daily life.It helps in situations where using your hands to feel objects is not ideal. (Image shows Aipoly recognizing a toilet)It also recognizes up to 900 colors, making it useful for the sighted and colorblind.
That’s such a good point!
Y’know, I think I still have that tvguide issue somewhere.
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