A little bit of the inside line on Crux and my current sociological situation are what we will be coving here today kids…. Seriously I am already getting tired of the university lecture halls and all the rejection from my female classmates. To be perfectly honest though, I am in economics at the 3.25 year level and its mostly just Asian dudes in my classes… even more fun.
So basically when I haven’t been in school, I have been trying to pull my segment together for Ryan Leech’s new movie ‘Crux’.
Crux [kruhks]
1. a vital, basic, decisive, or pivotal point:
2. a cross.
3. something that torments by its puzzling nature; a perplexing difficulty.
Origin: 1635–45; < L: stake, scaffold, or cross used in executions, torment; figurative senses
It is funny, if you look at the definition, particularly definition 3, it draws an exact parallel to the way my filming has been going and the type of moves I have been trying. Also if we look at the origin, this also makes good sense, since I do not think I have had a day filming where I have not hurt myself.
For example, the other day when we were out shooting there was a fence bunny hop line I was trying to pull together. That’s generally a safe sort of line for me, but I somehow got my heel caught on the fence and went down backwards onto my head and back. It was good fun. I don’t want to let the cat out of the bag but if you’ve ever wondered, “What happens to trials riders when they go down hard?” then my segment will answer your question.
Luckily, I am finally getting some momentum behind my segment though, which makes me pretty happy. So I am going to try and get another line or two for Crux but I know some super sick stuff has gone down and I am really looking forward to seeing the final cut.
Yesterday I hurt my ankle filming but it’s okay because it wasn’t my bad one (the one I go in for surgery for on November 19th), so I am actually happy about that in a weird way. The real bonus is that now both my ankles are the same size and one doesn’t look more swollen than the other.
On a side note for those of you who think I have a problem with RedBull, “you are wrong!!!!” the floor on the passenger side of my truck proves that I only moderately drink the stuff….that took two days.
Time for my Starbucks frappe where, conveniently, my dream girl now works. So I will -spend even more money at that corporate machine. Oh and despite how that VPS-Fest pictures look, I am still single. Do not panic! I am still on the market ladies. I bid you adieu.
- Dylan 'Cobra'