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Broomball

On Friday night, I went with Brian and his church friends (Andy and Joyce came too) to go play broomball at Vallco Fashion Park.

Now most of my friends considering me playing broomball [again] to be some sort of death wish, but really, it's not that bad. We played with one ball instead of two. Teams were roughing 10 people instead of 20. And since we were playing with a wider varity of ages instead of angry raging engineers, everybody stopped moving and whacking when people fell down instead of beating them up more. :) So all in all, it was a lot less chaos and much safer. No teeth whacking, no head on collisions, no running up to people and kicking them in the shins("Hi Katherine!").

Andy came well equipped with 2 helmets, huge ass gloves, and hockey pants. Joyce's first reaction to seeing me there was something along the lines of "don't die" :P Even with smaller teams, it was hard to keep track of who was on which team. It seems all I really knew was that Andy and Ricky were on my team and that's about it. Oh, I also managed to get an action shot or two of Brian and Kinson during the time my team was off the ice rink. Some of the other photos didn't turn out too well cuz my camera's batteries were almost dead (too dark) and I didn't adjust the shutter speed until later (blurry).

Assuming you might not know of my broomball history, I used to go with my roommates at Cal to HKN's broomball events where the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th instances of "The Curse of Apartment 10" occurred. The 2nd instance was Rupert and I colliding on a bad maneuver and snapping my left collarbone. The 3rd was Nick tripping on wet ice and falling on his face, cracking off a tooth. And the 4th incident, one day off from the year anniversary of the 2nd incident, and once again the day before a foreign language final, was Roger swinging his stick high while I tripped having his aluminium broomball stick meet my face in the middle and cracking off two teeth. Yeah. It almost sounds like somebody's out to get me up there. Either that or a coincidence that you'd only see in a movie plot.

Anyhow, on the way out, I bumped into Ben Lyon in the parking lot. (I think I spelled his last name right) He was one of the people in the same group at Apple during my early internships at Apple in Input Devices. He's older than me, graduated from CMU, and while I don't know if I can actually exactly mention what he worked on, I can at least say that it's on the market and it's a feature considered very cool. He didn't remember my name (It's been like 3 years since I last working with him), but mentioned that I should forward along my resume to him. Hmm, guess I gotta start digging in my old mail archives for his email address soon.