I picked this up on TMZ earlier. Alec Baldwin and Kim Basinger have had one of the ugliest breakups in Hollyweird and I'm not sure which of them is the looniest, but even I was gobsmacked to hear this. She's a bitch for releasing it, but he's a bitch for making the call. Loonies. Poor child, at least there was only one warlord in my home growing up. Must be horrible to be used as a pawn by warring parents. Just horrible.
Oh, and before anybody asks, last night was terrible. Half way through the class I wanted to go home or to a bar. It was nonsense. No real warm up, lots of poorly executed swings and misses and no heavy bag work, no timed reps, no conditioning, terrible. Claire-who may or may not be a Jedi- looked over at me at one point and mouthed 'sorry'. But we stayed and we did not roll our eyes as we are not ignorant fuckers. But we both agreed, leaving a class not covered in sweat and feeling like we need to puke is a complete waste of time.
The search for a new dojo continues. I think we're a bit scuppered actually as Memnoch didn't really teach a particular MA, he combined styles, he wanted us to concentrate on punching and kicking and he didn't give a fiddlers for style as long as the form was correct.
Well, we'll check out a few more places, or I'll stop answering the phone.
Labels: highly strung. parents.