36 hour Dodgeball Game

January 19, 2011

Dodgeball has become something of an obsession for me.

Last weekend, along with 19 friends, I set a new Guinness World Record for Longest Dodgeball Game Ever. We played 36h and 45 minutes without sleep, and raised about $6200 for the Stephen Lewis Foundation.

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The players, mostly photographed by Ryan Tacay.

Interesting things I observed about playing dodgeball for 36 continuous hours (10pm Friday January 7 to 11am Sunday January 9):

1.
Our energy really came and went in spurts. For me this was tied quite noticeably to how much sunlight was coming in the windows and whether or not any of my friends happened to be watching the game at any given moment. Late lonely nights were the worst; bright sunny mornings were the best.

2.
I only slept two 7-hour shifts the next day, and then I felt pretty much back to normal, about as sore as I’d be after a standard one-day tournament. This was unbelievable since at 4am Sunday morning I seriously felt like the walking dead. I was so exhausted and sore I could barely stand up. By 9am Sunday morning, though, on the home stretch, I was vibrating with energy and leaping all over the court like a total maniac. Go figure.

3.
Changing socks feels really really good when you play sports for hours and hours on end. We pretty much coated our feet in baby powder every couple of hours. There were little foot-silhouettes in sprinkled patches of baby powder all along the sidelines of the court.

4.
Food becomes really really unappealing when you play sports for hours and hours on end. I was hungry but totally turned off by the idea of eating, so I barely ate anything: mostly just cereal with almond milk, a couple of granola bars, and some fruit smoothies.

5.
I fully planned to do an hour-by-hour liveblog of the event, but my laptop was used to livestream the game on the internet so I had nothing to type on, and plus I discovered that I totally did not care at all. Even if I’d had the technological means, I discovered that once we started, documenting the experience became the least interesting part of the experience for me.

I am very grateful that there were skilled photographers in attendance who took awesome shots. All the action shots in this post are by the extremely talented Michelle Yee, who was present on all three days and probably stayed around for a total of at least 12 hours, something of a marathon in and of itself.

6.
I played for so long the tips of the fingers on my throwing hand BLISTERED; I didn’t even know that was possible. Somehow, though, I managed not to injure myself at all. The next time I played dodgeball a week later, I sprained a finger fairly badly playing a very gentle game of warmup catch.

7.
My personal goal for the game was to learn how to jump. I practiced this skill for about half an hour during the first overnight by picking a spot on the court, uncomfortably close to the centre line, and setting a rule that I could not move laterally to avoid attacks- my only options were to duck, jump, or catch. It took a couple games of getting pegged in the feet, and then I figured it out.

8.
We got quite a bit of media coverage, including CNN, omg.
The CNN dodgeball feature is online here.

10.
My teammates are total BADASSES. They played through 36 hours of exhaustion and injuries, and they did it laughing.

Huge respect to Helder Brum, who came up with this crazy idea in the first place, and the players (seen here from L-R): Lesley Seig, Will Serediak, Beth White, Matt Neundorf, team captain Bryan Cesar, Michael Lasiuk, Ryan Tacay, Helder Brum, Jordan MacLeod, Andrew Trumbach, Christ Gammage, Matthew Silveira, Tracey Oliveira, Steve Villeseche, Malena Andrade, Jen Ritchie, Scott Hepburn, Sabina Monaco, Christine Mack (and the last person in the pic is me, obvs).

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Cat Bow Tie

December 27, 2010

I made an Xmas bow tie for Helder’s mom’s cat.
My cats were forced pleased to model it first.

Mojo. So majestic.

Juno. So annoyed.

Then I wrapped it up and gave it to the Senhora and my lil’ buddy Fausty, who chewed on it while being told in Portuguese how pretty he looked.

It’s felt, with a hair-elastic-and-button closure.

I am pleased with it, and am now planning an entire line of catcessories: a long necktie, a priest collar, a peter pan collar, maybe a Shakespearean ruffly thing. Stay tuned for more mortified cats special occasions.

I did this once before but obviously cats look better in tuxedoes than business suits. What am I, a farmer?


Happy Hallowe’en

October 31, 2010

This was my Ween, last night:

Monae, Monae, Monae

In case you’ve been living under a rock, that’s my version of Janelle Monae, aka, the cutest singer evarrr.

Also, today for Ween, I played dodgeball in a 12 year-old-girl’s fully sequinned figureskating dress, photos to follow.

And here’s some more last-minute Ween inspiration for you: Sexy Hallowe’en costumes that shouldn’t exist:

Sexy Big Bird, Sexy Darth Vader, and yes, Sexy Nemo. Ummmm

Thanks to Nicolas for that link, and thanks also to Amanda for photographing my costume.
Now go eat some candy!


Michelle Obama

April 3, 2010

Had a little sketch comedy thing to do, so I put together a costume.

Barack here.


Call UrbanDictionary.

February 22, 2010

I think I just coined a new term. When you’re emailing someone back and forth, but then one of you just doesn’t get around to responding: you have E-VAPORATED.


Collars for Cats

October 1, 2009

In which I found a scrap of fabric, and, feeling crafty, decided to take the word “collar” entirely too literally:

Regional Manager Mojo has reviewed the numbers and prepared a PowerPoint of the quarterly report.

Regional Manager Mojo has reviewed the numbers and prepared a PowerPoint of the quarterly report.

Juno from Human Resources congratulates herself for a sexual harassment sensitivity training session well-done.  Time for a margarita.

Juno from Human Resources congratulates herself for a sexual harassment sensitivity training session well-done. Time for a margarita.

Juno seemed to like the collar so I left it on her for a while, but 20 minutes later she appeared without it. Upon investigation I discovered she’d scratched it off in the litter box and then peed on it. Can’t say I blame her: sometimes the rat race can get you down.


Kate Gosselin hair: procrastinating with Photoshop

July 7, 2009

kate gosselin hair haircut

I have decided to nickname this reverse-mullet haircut the TELLUM. That’s “mullet” backwards, and it is also the sound of a rallying cry that is congruent with how I feel about Kate Gosselin.

As in: YOU TELLUM, KATE GOSSELIN.

And for the record: I kind of like this haircut. In fact I had a curly variation of it in 2000. Yeah, that was nine years ago, but you know what? I like the fact that KG has the ‘nads to do something unconventional with her hair instead of just capitulating to the boob-length wavy extensions clipped to the heads of everybody else on TV. SO THERE.