Oct 19 2006

Eggs with flippers

Now listening to: 39 – The Cure

For the last couple of days I’ve been in the mood to listen to The Cure. I have over 10.5 hours worth of it, so I just play it on shuffle and let it go.

It’s been a rather stressful week, I must say. A good portion of it is self-inflicted, which doesn’t help with my mood much.

Christine talked with me for awhile last night and helped me work through some of it. While I’m still a bit worried about some things, I think that things are going to be a lot less trouble than I’ve worked them up to be in my mind.

I read an article today that made me ponder. It’s about how the Earth will eventually recover from our presence. It fit into my gloomy view rather well, I must say.

This entry realizes that we’re just a tiny blip in the span of time.


Oct 11 2006

Give Me a Chance

Give Me a Chance
by Gabriel Tetrault

When I see you
I have to smile
Eyes so bright
I must stare awhile

When trouble came
My ear was there
I felt your pain
It made me care

Why the game
Why the dance
I’m not the same
Give me a chance

Let me show you all I am
Hear your thoughts and make a plan

Different worlds
Different places
Not so strange
Just different faces

We’re not so different
Yet not the same
There was no choice
No one to blame

Why the game
Why the dance
I’m not the same
Give me a chance

Let me show you all I am
Hear your thoughts and make a plan

There are no lies
Nothing hidden
You look at me
But I seem forbidden

What more is there
I need to be
cast away the shadow
so you can see

Why the game
Why the dance
I’m not the same
Give me a chance

Let me show you all I am
Hear your thoughts and make a plan

Just give me a chance…


Oct 11 2006

Nutritional value

This morning I decided to stop by Del Taco to pick up 2 breakfast burritos (with French fries inside) and a Macho-sized Diet Coke. I brought these items to work and ate at my desk. I then decided to take a vitamin – washed down by the Diet Coke. What’s wrong with this scenario?

This entry is only half-assed healthy.


Oct 10 2006

The Bridge to Nowhere

This weekend’s bungee jumping excursion took place in the Los Angeles National Forest, above Azuza, CA. We met up with the folks from Bungee America in the parking lot of a nearby supermarket and then drove up the mountain to the trail we’d be hiking. Our destination was The Bridge to Nowhere.

As soon as I can get hold of the footage taken by others from our hiking/jumping group, I’ll be putting together a video of the actual bungee jumping. I have only about 4 minutes of unedited video of myself and a few others jumping off the bridge. But in the meantime, check out the picture gallery I uploaded to Flickr…

Hike to and from the Bridge to Nowhere

This entry is still a little sore from the hike!


Oct 9 2006

I’m still alive!

I just realized that I mentioned that I was going bungee jumping this weekend, then failed to post again afterwards. Sorry about that!

This is just a quick note to say that I had a FANTASTIC time hiking 5 miles up to the “Bridge to Nowhere” (and then back down) where I jumped off it attached to a large rubber band. I’ve got a little bit of video footage (battery problems) and a lot of pictures to put together into something. I’m also trying to get in contact with some of the others that were filming video and taking pictures so I can incorporate their stuff into a video.

Okie dokes, back to work!

This entry is still sore from the hike!


Oct 6 2006

Sorry, son…

Seven silly simians simply sang songs & sonnets subjecting someone solely to slumber. Suddenly smoke seeped in, similar to the smoldering scent of a cigarette. Symbolically the cymbals sounded & the strong smell of sweet sage sent centuries of souls soaring skyward.

This entry said it swiftly, so sue me.


Oct 2 2006

Men riding dragons, throwing wolves at maggots

So yeah… the drums… they’re calling me. I really want to get out and practice, but work, fatherhood, and various social engagements have kept me from actually getting the chance to do so. That’s an absolute cop-out, I know. See, if I say it enough, I’m hoping that I’ll actually start to place some amount of priority on it and eventually make it happen. The weather is cooling down, which is what I was waiting for, right? Yeah… gotta do it!

In other news: I’m going bungee jumping this weekend. It’s one of those things I’ve said that I’d like to try some day and the opportunity came up and I took it. I’m really looking forward to it, even if it is rather scary. It will be 2 jumps. My boss said that I could borrow one of his many digital video cameras to document the journey – so look for an eventual YouTube link of it here, hopefully within a week after I take the plunge.

This entry felt the need to ramble on longer, but sadly it was already past bedtime.

Oct 1 2006

Pickle me Elmo

So far, my life seems to be rather tame since the divorce. I’ve worked towards simplifying things in my life: finances, relationships, etc. since my divorce. Most of it has been good, which is all I can really hope for.

What I’m now working on seems to be something of a quandary. In the past I would tend to fall back on what I know works for me. This means repeating some habits, good or bad, because they were known or at least manageable for me. At this point in my life I’m doing what I can to turn away from the habits that I know, especially the ones that seem to eventually cause me trouble. I have a couple of friends that really understand me and who, to a great degree, I can trust to tell me things that they observe about me – even if I might not want to hear it. This is a good thing, since they have my best interests at heart.

Of course at the risk of sounding rather vague, right now I’m focusing on the relationships part of my life and trying to break the usual patterns I’ve adopted over the years. This means having to prune my list of friends a bit and only focus on those that are either like the ones I mentioned above, or those that are a stretch for me – people that I wouldn’t ordinarily gravitate towards (probably from my own insecurities or preconceptions) so I can find new people that I might have missed along the way. So far it’s been interesting, to say the least. Things seem to be coming to a head with a couple of them and I’m at a point where I’ll need ascertain if the relationship is ultimately positive or negative to my life.

Mostly what means the most to me revolves around inclusion and the intentional pursuit of being a friend. Being that I tend to be a giver in most regards (aside from material things) it can sometimes mean that I can get used by others. Either by not seeming to find me worthy enough to be included in their lives – not just sectioned off as just a little piece of it, sorta off-set and in a box only to be pulled out when the need arises or a one-sided deal where I’m there for them, but they’re not really there for me when I could use a friend.

A good friendship means a reciprocal exchange where value is placed upon the person enough to include them and bring them into the mainstream of their existence. You talk about and introduce them to some of the other friends you have. You encourage them to join you in the fun activities you share. You engage them in conversation and try to really know them, working towards building trust and rapport in as much of a balanced way as possible.

Not all relationships will fall within this, which can be just fine. This probably means more of them being a loose friendship but not really a bonding one… possibly just an aquaintance that you may see or talk to on occasion, but it’s more of a superficial type of thing. There is a place for these people in one’s life, but it should probably be to a lesser extent than those who truly place a priority on being a friend to you.

So this is where I am right now. Some of my relationships seem to be defining themselves rather clearly. The pruning has begun, so we’ll see who sticks around and who I have to let go of in order to open up room to allow time for me to find other friends who care about me as much as I care about them.

This entry doesn’t like to lose friends but knows that those who
don’t seem to make an effort at being one, really aren’t one.

Sep 21 2006

The Death of Shop Class?

Last night I attended the “Back to School Night” event at Rece’s school. We initially gathered in the gymnasium (which was a very cool old-school, if you pardon the pun, style gym) where some of the faculty went over basic school info and some of the various groups and clubs (PTA and the likes) got to speak about what they do. Pretty standard stuff. After this we were on a school schedule where we got to visit each of our student’s classes in the order they would during their school day. We were given 5 minutes to get to each class and each teacher would then talk to us for 10 minutes – this was complete with school bells indicating when that class visit time was over. I thought it was a pretty cool way of doing it.

7th period was wood shop. In both junior high and high school I had taken wood shop and remembered having a great time learning how to work with tools and creating things with my own two hands. Heck I still have the scar on my finger from when I got it caught in the jig saw. Anyhow, Rece’s shop teacher told us that he had been doing this for a very long time. During his talk, he mentioned that there were now only 3 shop classes left in the entire Newport/Mesa school district – 2 wood shop classes (one of them his) and an auto shop class. This struck me as very odd, as I can easily remember the shop classes always being the most difficult ones to get into back when I was in school – they were always the most popular, especially with the guys. Beyond their popularity, the classes taught us that we were able to fix and create things from raw materials. We learned how to use tools and how to use them safely. We were given a chance to create something useful and often times in a creative way – my mom continued to use a chess board and cutting board for over a decade after I had made them!

I stuck around after the other parents had started to leave and talked with him for a couple of minutes to discuss this trend. He told me that this was not just the case in our school district, but also much of the other districts in the state. This was quite a shock to hear. He did mention that this seemed more the case with schools in California than with schools in the midwest – where there still appears to be a good amount of “industrial art” classes going.

Why this affected me so much still puzzles me now, but it just seems sad that so much has been eliminated from schools since I was a kid. Some of the art/music classes were already being cut back when I was in high school – and now seem almost a bygone era. Why is this? Why are our schools so focused on only academic topics and turning away from a more well-rounded collection of learning? Don’t they understand that the world isn’t all about numbers and writing and history?

I thought I had more of a point to this, but I can’t seem to articulate it very well. It bummed me out to see how the schools have changed so much since I was that age.

This entry remembers enjoying band, wood shop, metal shop,
drafting, and over 6 years worth of art classes!

Sep 17 2006

Get a grip, people!

Finally! Somebody out there put something together that helps illustrate how rediculous it is to worry about dying from terrorist attacks…

So folks should stop changing their friggin’ lives over something happening to them that’s more remote than dying just walking down the street!

This entry is more worried about dying from a hernia than from a terrorist!