It's a bad shot, but rest assured I clobbered my opponenet and took her lunch money only days after the shot.
My new fencing mask came in today. It's slightly crooked, which is annoying since I have a semi-OCD thing about shit being crooked or non-symmetrical, but it's only barely so. But the chin padding is a little too weak for my liking, as I put it on and smacked the shit out of myself, and my chin rammed up against the wire mesh. So I cut the top of one of my socks off and stuffed in in there and it appears to be better padded now. I'll just need to experiment with how to pad it and it should be fine. It feels very strong though, stronger and roomier than the instructor's so I won't need to use his anymore.
I talked to my sister on the phone last night, apparently my mother was in a commercial for something in BR. Erin's company was shooting commercials and needed extras, so she volunteered my mother and her boyfriend to do some dancing in the background. If you're in BR, check it out I suppose. I think it's an ad for some government-sponsored thing, medicare, something of that nature.