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I have a lowkey but strong desire to see how long I could hang on a bar at one of the @primal booths amid bitcoin conferences lately. It's such a great marketing thing. I'm literally riding my bike around a beautiful neighborhood today like, "I wonder how long I could hang if I really wanted to, though." Back in my martial arts days, we did pull-up contests. I touched 21 (ironically) at my absolute retarded peak where all I did was optimize for that like an absolute psycho, but couldn't do so today. Not even close. Never was I measured to just hang, tho. I feel like I could hang for a while and ignore the pain, which is why I'm like, "I want to go to one of these events, seems fun." I've been so busy at home that I keep turning down events and writing weird stuff, but in the meantime I'm mentally I'm like, "how long could I hang, tho."

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LOL I was also hoping @primal would be at @BTCHEL 2026 ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ or the Baltic Honeybadger #BH2025 in Riga with those things! They weren't. But the other day I saw a local sports event poster in my hometown and they had a hanging competition in the program! So I went and got a respectable 2nd place (2 minutes 15 seconds)... Not a world-class time, but hey, I also haven't trained for that specifically + been pretty inconsistent with my pullups so I'm quite pleased. Funny thing is, as I had time to kill, I also went and did a 60m run and, surprisingly, got 1st place (8.96 seconds) ๐Ÿค  (Mind you, it's a very small, rural area and the event was not oriented at professional athletes at all) image
Having a currency note with drug residue could create similar jeopardy as running a BTC node that is forced to possess illegal materialโ€ฆWho are the people behind the people behind the non-configurability of upcoming BC 30 release and can they be cancelled? BTW - my dead hang w/o training max is about 100 seconds @ 69 years young!
A few years ago, I was at a strange theme park in South Wales with my wife and young daughter. I say strange because it was vast, felt oddly non-claustrophobic and had some genuinely innovative rides. There was one for example, where my daughter and and I were strapped side by side in a velcro suit and offered up to the sky via a cherry picker. There was a line suspended between two giant steel supports and we were hanging from it 50m in the air. We were given a countdown from 10 via a bloke on the ground with a megaphone ๐Ÿ“ฃ and I had to pull a rip chord to release us, leaving the two of us to swing in a violent arc between the two. I remember thinking to myself during the countdown 'Am I actually going to pull this thing? What if I just don't pull it?'. Anyway, I did and it turned out to be great fun. My daughter's a daredevil and has gradually brought me out of my cowardice for these things. Later on, we came across this guy with massive cuddly toys and a hanging bar. In the UK, there's a large travelling community. We used to call them gypsies but it's no longer politically correct, and they can put curses on you or something. But one of the business models of this community, aside from ludicrously expensive cash-in-hand hedge cutting, is mobile carnivals/theme parks. Now this guy was the epitome of the above. Buoyed by my earlier bravery, I thought 'i can do this'. 2 minutes to win a big cuddly toy. The bar was completely smooth and in my head, had been lightly greased as well. The timer was behind me so I couldn't see it. At about a minute, a small crowd had gathered to see if I was going to complete it. I remember my wife telling me I don't only had 10 seconds to go and feeling my hands slipping. I did what I could to tighten my grip, and used the joyous look on my daughter's face to get me through the discomfort. And then, inexplicably, I let go. Except I didn't, my grip completely failed. I didn't know it was going to happen. It was as much a surprise to me as it was to my new legion of fans. I crumpled in a heap on the floor and turned round to see my time. 1:59.4 That slimy fucker saw the disappointment on my daughter's face and, despite the protestations of the crowd, refused to hand over the toy. It still haunts me to this day. I've since done well over 2 minutes on my own bar at home, and regularly use it as a training aid. The moral of the story - train and always be ready to hang from a greasy bar in Wales lest you be haunted by the look of disappointment on the faces of your wife and child. GN.