I'm Athletic?

This past weekend a new session of the dodgeball league I played in started. A few of the old players came back and joined the new team that I created, others realized that being pelted by red rubber balls was not their cup of tea. To each their own, though. This session we only get four weeks, but it's two games each week. Always one dodgeball game and then kickball or wiffleball. The real big difference this time around is that we actually won both of our games. We nearly shut out our opponent during our dodgeball game winning five of six games. Kickball was a bit tougher, but we pulled through and got our second win. It's quite a change from not winning a single game to being undefeated.

This weekend I'll be out of town so I have to miss the wiffleball game, which is tough since I really like to play that. HOWEVER, I'm going to New Orleans to attend the Voodoo Music Experience! Some great bands are playing and I've never been to the underwater city so I'm pretty fucking excited. Driving out there with a few friends Friday afternoon and I'll be gone until... late Sunday. I really intended to write more about it, but I just can't find the way to explain my excitement, and I don't really know what to expect out of this weekend. A great time of course, but outside of that I'm a blank.

You're just going to have to wait till I get back to see how it all was.