Living on a prayer

My record for perfect attendance in Australia has fallen. People have asked me if I skip classes all the time. The answer is no. I only have class four days a week and nothing before 1 in the afternoon, so I have a hard time justifying not going. But yesterday my friends and I decided that our time was better served at the beach instead of stuck in poetry class. Good times.

One of the greatest moments in my life happened last Friday in a Perth club. While I was in line waiting to use the bathroom, Living on a Prayer started to blast through the speakers. It was live music, but I did not catch the name of the band, so I can't give any free advertising on this popular blog. Anyway, for those of you who don't happen to have a y chromosome, I must explain something to you. There is a certain comradely inside men's bathroom where the majority of the users have been drinking heavily. I realize this previous sentence may raise some eyebrows, but it's true. Jokes are cracked left and right, people are talking with each other (mainly about how much they have to pee, but still) and nobody is fighting. Anyway, when the chorus for Living on a Prayer came on, EVERYONE in the bathroom started to sing it. It was quite a sight. There was not one person in there who wasn't singing. Even John was in shock afterwards at how great a moment that was. If Ole Choir ever decided to modernize their playlist, that's what it sounded like. Truly a tremendous moment.

With steroid use accusations running dominating the headlines on ESPN.com, I would like to take this time to answer any suspicions anyone has about me and using steroids. Although I am a dominant athlete in intramural beach volleyball at Curtin, I want to say that I am 100% clean and have never taken performance enhancing drugs, despite video evidence of the contrary. Ok, so I was accidentally exposed to dangerous amounts of gamma radiation, but I swear it wasn't on purpose. 

Finally, I've decided that I want to become good at chess. I've been dedicating at least an hour of free time a day to playing it online with people. My first game I was checkmated in four moves, but since then I've improved considerably. I realize it seems kinda nerdy, because it kind of is, but the truth is despite my outward coolness I can be an undercover dork. I really want to be pretty good at something, so I think chess is as good an option as any. Some of the terminology can be really confusing, but so far I've been really diligent learning it. Just call me Grandmaster Kramer

That's all for now

PK

So a couple days ago my friends ask me to play on their intermural mixed netball team. For those of you who don't know what netball is, it's sort of like ultimate basketball. There's two sides of seven people who try to shoot the ball into their respective twelve foot high basket. Once you get the ball, you can't move though. There are two people on each team who are allowed to shoot the ball, everyone else has to play defense or work the ball up the court to these two people. I immediately volenteered to be a shooter. The other thing is when you shoot, the defender has to stand three feet away, which is probably the greatest thing ever for me. The girl who was guarding me was about a foot shorter than I was, so I had my team just throw the ball up where only I can get it. A little unfair, but this is war here.