Sunday, February 27, 2011
Every day of my life begins with unlimited potential. My basic rule is don't plan ahead unless you absolutely must. I have a simple outline, but I don't really know what's gonna happen when I wake up in the morning. From the second I crack open my eyes, it's a feeding frenzy to cram as much fun into roughly the 16 hours I'm awake. Will I get tubed or a face full of powder? Am I gonna get my clock cleaned in sparring class or will I deliver the punishment? Who will I meet? Should I have a few drinks? What new and amazing experience will I have? And it all goes down in real time with heavy doses of ADD. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I need it that way. It helps me get to sleep each night knowing that I lived life to the fullest I possibly could. But then something completely unexpected happens and I'm forced to question everything I've lived for. My only other basic rule is tell the people you love that you love them all the time. You never know what's gonna happen. On friday, February 25th, my step-brother Matt never woke up. In the 90's, when my dad remarried in Portland, I was living in Idaho. I hung out with my step mom, Francis, often and only spent a few holidays with my step brothers. I knew them somewhat, but not great. We were all adults by the time we became family and had our own lives. I always kept up to date through my dad and Francis. But I can't think of ever having their phone numbers or even calling them once. I can't think of the last time I even saw Matt in person...and I'm sure I didn't tell him that I loved him. Now I can't. So it's time to evolve again and become more of who I want to be. And live life without regrets.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
There's some white shit falling from the sky around here. So I grabbed the picture taking thing and walked around town tonight. Way back in December we also had a shit ton of it coming down. Tomorrow, at first light, I'l sit on the flying couches that are littered all over the big mountain down the street so I can see what the fuck is going on.
Monday, February 7, 2011
It's been onshore and shitty since December 29, 2010, which means we have received no snow for 39 motherfuckin days. A couple weeks back, in a moment of weakness, I took a peek inside my board back and began fondling one of my surfboards. Oh it looked so fun. So I unpacked my 6'2" and gracefully slid my grubby paws up and down it's rails and tail. Back and forth. Up and down. Over and over. Today I received a new Waveset style fin in the mail and went back for more.