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January 23, 2000 |
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Okay, today I feel better or worse depending on how you look at it. I did
realize when I was doing my jogging that my left ankle really was getting
worse. This makes me feel better because now I don't feel like a such a
quitter from yesterday's episode. It
makes me feel worse because it means that I cut today's run even shorter,
and it would mean that I may have to cut them down for a few more days.
Damn!
I did do an extra set on each of my weights. Ha, body… take that!
I talked to my sister, Aileen. There were a couple of things that I wanted to check up on. I did confess that I had been putting together a journal and that inevitably she would be mentioned from time to time.
She seems to trust my sense of judgement in terms of protecting her privacy. She did say that we was a bit surprised that I put so much of my life out here on the web. We have talked about his on the past, of course. I suppose that it was evolutionary. Initially, I only put only minute amounts of information on my page. Then when I found that people don't run into my page as much as I originally imagined they would and that people on the internet are not quite as creepy as you might expect. Of course, I'm not what you may call a web personality by any stretch of the imagination.
As for why I continue to write… I guess there are a couple of reasons for that…
First, I gives me a voice among all the madness that goes on in my life. Maybe it is place where I can collect my thoughts… maybe a (mostly) silent audience to whom I can vent my frustrations. In many ways, it is a means for me to get closure on so many parts of my life.
Second, I had always had aspirations to write. I remember being in high school; I remember reading the works of Heinlein, Zelazny and Eddings. Their writing moved me. It allowed me to see so much more than before, maybe to be more than before. I remember wanting to affect people that way… to move people with my writing. In this respect, I write on this journal to reach people …and to sharpen my writing skills so that maybe some day, I could aspire to be like them, but for now, this will have to be it.
Oh, I did get the battery installed on the Camaro. It started without incident. I disconnected the alarm for the time being. I can only deal with so many disasters at a time.
It still doesn't go on reverse. I'll have to take it to the mechanic for that. I'm fairly mechanically inclined (I'm an engineer after all), but there are limits to what I'd attempt in a car port without the proper tools. Fixing my transmission is one of them.
Let's just ignore the dent on the door and rear quarter panel. [Sigh]
It's Sunday, so naturally, I'll be having dinner with Len. We ended up going to TGIF. I was in the mood for a sundae. Len and I had two interesting conversations.
We were discussing some of the musicians that we had the opportunity to see live. Among others, Len had the privilege to have seen Miles Davis, Stevie Ray Vaughn, and Michael Hedges. All of who are now dead. [Yes, regrettably Hedges died fairly recently…] Now one might surmise that Len is some sort of serial killer, with the possible exception that two of them died from accidents. Okay, maybe Len is an incredibly slick serial killer; Len has been known to be pretty crafty. Silly accusations non-withstanding, maybe its some sort of bad karma. Perhaps we should rethink seeing the next concert. [Musicians beware!]
Immediately after dinner we discussed the winters in New England. Keep in mind, I have lived mostly in the Tropics… and Seattle gets little snow and has few beaches. I asked, "Does it snow on the beaches?" I mean logic would dictate that it does actually snow on the beaches. Len looks at me quizzically and confirms that it indeed does snow on the beaches. I then marvelled at the sight of waves crashing into banks of the white deadly stuff. I wondered out loud that it would seem that an interesting spectacle, and why no one seems to take a picture of it. I mean out of all the pictures of beaches and snow, no one has ever thought to combine the two? Why don't we ever see it in movies? Strange.
January 23, 2000