Monday, April 02, 2007
Surreal Throw |5:37 AM|
I was out throwing the boomerang, the goddamn
Kilimanjaro*, when this dude walks up. I'm used to people walking their dogs or joggers, sometimes they stand and watch and I have to be careful not to hit them. This guy, though, was walking right up to me. When a guy gets close you have to quit throwing.
"Don't worry," he says, "I throw too."
I throw the boomerang, run after it, and we introduced ourselves to each other. We discuss boomerangs and the lack of a local club. Turns out that I was the first guy in Austin he'd seen throwing. And, that he had been big into the "scene" in Washington a while back.
He then told me "Why don't you take one of those pennies off, and throw it about 2/3 thirds as hard as you have been instead of using the weight?"
Alright, I say. I had been tuning, trying to get the thing to come back in heavy wind.
That goddamn boomerang came right back to me. The damn hook flew like it was supposed to.
Damn.
Looks like we might be starting up a local boomerang club. Early sundays, or maybe early saturdays. That'd be nice, because I could always use pointers
like that*.
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