Hahahahaha geiles teil alta !
Hab lang nischt mehr geposted, sommerloch nigga !
Wow, i've made it back to the writing board
I dont got too much
time on my hands, but i wanna give props to Les Pieds,
all participants, the sun, the trees, the crazy lake and the alps
for making these days so special and precious, for suspending all daily reality is so that everyones mind is bent on beer,footbag and friendship only !
I came 7th in intermediate freestyle which isnt too bad, but i could
do better - i guess preparing a routine helps a lot !
People also gave me good advice on my game - the gist would be :
more clipper moves - and even if i couldnt play fully, i had some
good runs here and there and a good time all the way .
Thanks .
On my way back i had a weird experience . I slept unusually sound
until the train got to Ulm around 6 in the morning. Seeing all these
perfectly adapted and unhappy looking business people, talking either
about annoying personal issues or about all the sad stuff happening
all around the globe, cruelly forced me to admit that there is a rainy,
stressful world called worker ant reality outhere, and its trying to suck
me in, barely recovering from paradise and not even home.
Anyway, i was falling back to sleep soon, and the pictures were lucid
and the dreams heavy .
In the last segment of that dream i was smoking a joint on a train.
As i closed my eyes to enjoy the inhaling business more, a police
man grabbed my shoulders and shook me, screaming about.
I woke up, heart-racy and empty .
There was this african dude standing in front of me, shaking me
quite intensly, and when i opened my eyes, he said " final stop munich"
with the most warm and beaming voice.
I was happy and kinda confused as you might imagine .
I staggered out the allready empty train, with my 50 cent jacket,
my sleeping bag and this crazy rucksack, when two, up to no
good looking mu'fuckas told me to halt to show me their drug police ids .
And they searched me. For ages. Boy, i wasnt impressed, i wanted to
go home and recover, and i definitly didnt need two ugly policemen
going thru all my things touching me all over in front of all these useless
bystanders .
I didnt have anything on me, so they didnt find anything, but it took them forever to believe that.
There were only two comforting things about that unneccesary
experience : most of my backpacks' contents stank miserabily
and i knew that i was home in fucking Bavaria at last !
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FootBag . Well, this is what i've hit at euros :
weaving legover, toe"popping"whirl,
inspinning rake
whirl>butter rpt, ducking clipper>whirl rpt
blurry whirl
tomahawk
paradox tap
In the last weeks i didnt get to play much with other peeps, but once.
Bea and me had a good session, where we skooled tripless, illusions
and clipper to clipper shizzle, plus stepping .
I had two good sessions at my moms place, and thats about it, although
i always had a bag on me and clothes i could shred in more or less.
The only thing note worthy coming from these " i wait for the bus"
entrainements is the rise of clipper combos
.
Stuff i hit since euros :
tripless : blur>atomsmasher bsos
rip>blur bs
dimwalk>blur bs
rip>blur>atom
atom>toe blur>ducking symp mirage
and my first 4 4's :
atom>atom>ds mirage>dimwalk
zooming clipper both sides
symposium whirl 
new guiltless combos : osis>dlo, osis>whirl, pixie(ss)clipper>whirl all bs.
paradon>osis bs, magellan>tap>butter>p mir rpt
quantum legover>dlo>plo>butter bs
gyro toe>wauxpin, spinning clipper>merkon>smear
butter>stepping leg>butter>shmoe rpt a lot
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Stuff that i've hit today :
magellan>smear>ducking leg over>rpt>butter>p mir>smear>d.mir
tapping pick up x 4 
smear>tapping pick up rpt
tapping pick up>pixie ss pick up bs
ss butter>dlo rpt
butter>whirl>dlo bs
peeking osis
i had some good runs, my flip pixie is coming along great .
i need more illusions, clipper2clipper combos, infinities and group shred .
that was a monster post and you must be insane to read all this crap .
peace
, but i managed to hit rip>blur a coupleof times.