January 2009
26 posts
“We spend days wallowing in nothing, then all of a sudden we’re like...”
I'm not quite sure what to make of all of this.
Not at all I suppose. Maybe that’s the excitment of it all, or the terror. Maybe it’s both.
“As I stand out here in the wonders of the unknown, I sort of realize...”
– Dave Scott, upon stepping on to the surface of the moon.
Sale on Haiku, 50% off for today only.
Oh, hey, look at that! Cranberry Juice for half off! Best before… today.
"I'm not up here teaching myself" (As spoken by...
After years now of studying how to sway people in favor of something, it’s somewhat concerning to see how well it really works. Even when that movement swings towards something I agree with, it’s halfhearted joy that gathers over my concious. Carried in from the fearful question: are we so collectively conniveable?
Perhaps, like my friend said, we’re just vulnerable.
But now I...
“I am a part of all that I have met … How dull it is to pause, to make an...”
– From Tennyson’s “Ulysses”, by way of my father.
The View from My Window or, The Comprehensive Plan...
I think that if I ever intend to kill myself I’ll organize the final event to occur in an impressive place. Something such as along a high ocean bluff, expansive prairie, or tall mountain. Some place far from humans and our contraptions. I’ll select such a place that requires some distance of strenuous foot travel to happen upon. This way, when I come to such a predetermined location,...
Maybe,
Maybe people come about in seasons, growing and swelling or waning and declining. I don’t presume to know in what specific ways I mean but, in the vaguest senses of who we are, it seems to be we are constantly changing.
“Finally I set up a cot near the ramada - not under it - and my home without...”
– Edward Abbey, Cowboys and Indians part 2, from Desert Solitare.
Continued thoughts on the more meaningful places...
When you go off to do those life changing things, whether sublte and modest or loud and boastful, coming back isn’t the hard part. Coming home is easy.
The challenge isn’t ever going to be returning to the familiar, it’s holding on to the difference.
The hushed, appropriate, finale.
Our final night in Colorado has brought us back to Boulder. A second day of hiking and skiing in the backcountry, capstoned with another quiet night in a loud bar.
Berthoud was the best place to end the trip. Though my last run was not my cleanest or most satisfying, ultimately it is meaningless how good the run was as a single thing. In many ways hiking away from the steep slope without the...
Berthoud Pass, Colorado
For over a week now we’ve been driving around Colorado, sleeping in hotels, condominiums, cars, and parks. Compared to past excursions this has probably been one of the better, and certainly so for those exursions relating to skiing. Breckenridge, Winter Park, Berthoud, all have had days of great snow, and all have provided constant challenge.
Amongst these though, Berthoud has, hands...
The Unintended Passenger
The black Labrador stares in silence as I drive down the road. It sits with a half wagging tail in the passenger seat of my car as I talk to it. We both glance around for people, and I hope to see him jump, or hear him whimper, when they come.
As the headlights of my car slowly brush aside the darkness I ask him where he lives and what his name is. I ask him why he was excitedly running around...
Colorado
Yesterday me, Ryan, and Paul packed up the forester to head out west. Here’s a recap of what’s happened so far:
Loaded up the car with 2 boards, 2 skis, 2 skateboards, 2 bags of cookies and 3 totally gnarly bro’s
Drove 18 hours straight through to Boulder
Realized Nebraska and Iowa are terrible terrible places
Got stoked with word of snow
Got double stoked with word of...
Two haiku about the hotel room
Two skis and four boards,
Five dudes, two beds and the ground.
This isn’t gay, bro.
***
Are you sleeping yet?
That better be the remote.
…seriously man.
Sometimes,
in life, we need to stop and ask ourselves: “are we who we want to be?”
Then we answer and, hopefully, act accordingly.