- I'm trying to get through movies that buddies at work are assigning me because they're aghast that I haven't seen things like Kill Bill or The Big Lebowski. This brought to you by the same gentlemen that suggested Fight Club. (Please.) I say they get one more chance, and then I'm back to watching Parenthood and Step Into Liquid over and over.
- I went to see Hall & Oates at a charity benefit the other night. I was a mild fan in the 80's, and the setting for the show was fairly intimate, so I thought I might have fun. I did - it was a great time; such beautiful voices and such an iconic sound. My favorites are Wait for Me, Rich Girl, Family Man, and Say It Isn't So, but I recognized and enjoyed almost every song. It's all so 70's and 80's. Also, Everybody's high on consolation? Swoon.
- I met a friend at the Farmer's Market on Saturday, which was such a pleasure. Yummy tamales, fresh veggies, Ruby Jewel ice cream sandwiches - all outdoors, sitting in the sun. It's the first time I've been to the market this year, I'm ashamed to say. I'll be back soon.
- Google tells me that today would have been Freddie Mercury's 65th birthday. He's a hero of mine, and I love any reason to put on my favorites (including Somebody to Love and Save Me). What a talent.
- I dusted off the sewing machine finally this weekend and made a cute little messenger bag complete with a flap and everything. I need some webbing for the shoulder strap and then I'm done. I'll post a picture when I finish.
- I've spent a ton of time lately napping by the pool or doing lazy laps. The sun and I get along very well.
Well, this is one great surf book. Right now he's trying to describe how surfing is just different, and he says that in a recent Australian census, 70k people listed their religion as Jedi. And how, when he was trying to figure out how to ride a tube, an experience he likens to walking on the moon, a friend gave him the Yoda-esque advice: "Do or do not. There is no try." He says, "And, perhaps stranger still, not thirty seconds after I had been told to do or don't do, I did."
That means so much to me. The book is totally capturing the mystic/voodoo/unexplainable part of surfing that I love. And the author's experience of improving not through skill alone but through the shedding of resistance is something I can relate to and that is helping me believe that maybe I can continue to improve as well. It feels great.