Drunken Deadpool Geriatric change-up

I’m a little too ‘under the weather’ at the moment for story-telling, I had a big night last night with a dear old friend. (“Old” both literally: he’s an old fart like me, and figuratively: we’ve known each other since we were children). It was lovely to catch up, we haven’t seen each other since COVID hit.

As King of the Brilliant Idea (seriously, I have a crown and everything), for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to take the Captain Australia gear with me (heavy) and change into it in a public place afterward (risky, difficult).

I love these new little challenges that have creeped into my post-cancer life.

But I’m not Deadpool, and even HE struggled to do a uniform change-up, simultaneously proving that it’s waaay harder than it looks – and that the superhero-ducking-into-a-phonebooth trope is absolute shullbit. (I’m trying to reduce my use of profanity as much as possible).

Streaming is a great format, because it’s *BANG* Go! By default it puts you in a position of having to speak truth (or have very well prepared and practiced lies), so in one sense streaming while drunk may even be a great idea because: you speak truth.

I’m pleased that, incoherent rambles aside, my main messages were Hope, Healing, Helping.

As it will be in Captain Australia’s BIG WALK, The Kids’ Cancer Project was in the front of my mind, even when I was deep in my cups.

Anyway, I share a video of the streams taken last night in case it is amusing or illuminating.

Skippy the Bush Kangaroo

They say a picture’s worth a thousand words. But it can also trigger a need for about $1000 in therapy sessions. But either way, I’ll share this story using the vision that I take in the Facebook live streams.

It will speak for itself.

So a lovely donor “Liz” dropped some money on the charity but also chose to SUPERVILLAIN UP! FOR SCIENCE !! and give me one of these DAILY DONOR DARES OF DOOOOOM!

I was pretty chuffed to be honest. Cancer is a grim topic. My recovery from cancer is a grim topic. Paediatric cancer is the GRIMMEST topic. So it’s nice to have a bit of fun, soften the mood a little bit. Lean into the adventure and hope of Captain Australia’s BIG WALK.

I’d only had two very brief dares up “SONG UR PLAYLIST” and “RUN FATTY RUN”, and this, lucky number three was somehow more insidious and super-evil than the others “SKIP”.

Doesn’t sound so bad, right ? She just wanted me to skip 300 metres. No worries !

But me, boofhead that I am, decided the spirit of it was to crank up the difficulty. So I was required not just to skip, but skip through the beating heart of my city’s CBD at peak hour. My thinking being that Liz was kind enough to donate, I should go full-throttle Deadpool and make MAXIMUM EFFORT.

So I did.

But honestly, I was wetting my pants, at the start, doing it, and for a little while after. It was insidious, really, getting this bumbling old fool, dressed as a superhero, to go skipping around, his still-large belly jostling and jiggling.

I made matters worse by singing “tra la la la” and then, when the stares got under my skin “Go about your business !” “Nothing to see here !” “Perfectly normal man having his perfectly normal morning skip !”

(Somehow that made it even worse, heh)

Anyway, videos of the Skip Saga below, with fond thanks to Liz for her support.

After the psychotic episode… er… ahem .. I mean … Skipping Adventure … Captain Australia set the camera up over his shoulder for more practice with streaming, and rambled incoherently on his way to the dentist.

20km walk today, met the Mighty Flinn, Delightful Caroline, and Kind Drew

Walked out to Sumner Park today (20km round trip). It’s wonderful, because the walk was NOTHING. Nothing, it felt like a casual stroll. I was rucking (carrying my heavy backpack), dressed in my heavy gear, and it was a hot day 30+ degrees.

I’ve come a long way since the train-wreck I was in December. The daily walking really has strengthened me.

On a hot day, I’ll need to take a nice rest, I reckon, after the 15km or 20km mark, in order to stay effective, but I’m pretty confident on an average of at least 40km per day throughout the entire BIG WALK

Tomorrow morning, 9am, I have to to a DAILY DONOR DARE OF DOOM, a lovely donor named Liz gave me the following dare:

“I dare you to skip along your path for 300m. You can use the “overtaking lane in 300m” signs to help judge the distance.”

So, I’ll go to the Queen Street Mall (middle of my city, it’s about 500m long) and skip down the length of it tomorrow morning at 9am, and live stream the whole thing for Liz. I am a helpless puppet beneath her sinister supervillain strings 🙂 (and thanks for donating to The Kids’ Cancer Project, Liz, you bloody legend)

Will share the stream here, or you can find it on Facebook @CapsBIGWALK