Back in 2008, I had gotten into the somewhat-of-a-sport-but-not-really of yo-yoing. No, a yo-yo is not simply a cheap plastic toy that goes up and down. This is an example of what the true art of yo-yoing is all about:
Also, even your average looping yo-yo can look extraordinary:
Anyways, I had forgotten about for a while. But ever since I made that bedroom transition discussed in my previous blog, I came across the yo-yos, and recently got hooked on the hobby again. I am not nearly as good as that guy in the video (who happens to be a world yo-yo contest champion), but you know: practice makes perfect.
So yeah. I just wanted to make awareness of the yo-yoing hobby really. Many call it a sport, so that's how I'm going to address it. It's not easy either; it takes a lot of practice - years of practice. But, it's fun - very fun.
I love you, but your attitude is like that of a shrew. Your options? Take a pill or be my kill. Might I suggest that you wear a vest. Perish in class or be banished to the land of bluegrass, where dreams don't exist as you'll be eternally pissed.