Some Big Boats
Went to Catalina last Saturday. It was just nice enough to go. Soon it will be too chilly, but for a mid-October weekend, it was pretty pleasurable. On the way out I stood on the top of the giant Catalina Flyer, hair fluttering in the wind, and watching dolphins race the wake. On the island I went ocean kayaking for a few hours, which thoroughly wiped me out. Its unbelievable how beautiful California is, though. Sometimes, days like that make the crap I deal with on a daily basis worth it.
I had a great discussion with my friend that day. We were on the way back on the boat and started talking about how much our faith means to us. Its a weird feeling I have about faith. I find I've been thinking about it so much more lately; its something that is usually on my mind but in the past few months its like someone started filling up the well again. I've wanted to read my Bible again and I've been finding new meaning in passages that I didn't find before. In my own life, I find that the fear I used to have is being filled with love, and I want nothing more than to help others I know who have come to equate "Faith" with "Fear" and show them that God is really all love. That's a great feeling - knowing that God is love. I don't usually talk about my faith or express it out loud so much, but on that boat, I felt it. Maybe it was the way the sun was breaking through the clouds over the water, or the reflection of the sunset on the shiny dolphins as they lept out of the water going "Yippee! Yippee!" There was joy in living and the joy was God's love, so that was cool.
My car is really really dirty. So dirty that when I comment to people "My car needs a good wash" they've gone past the polite "Nah it looks OK" to the "Yeah you're right, that car is gross" stage. Some mechanic told me that the car's exterior is where 80% of its resale value comes from. I never think of "resale" value when I look at my car, though; I just think "Hey, car, whats up? Where you gonna take me today?" I think that if you buy a car and then immediately start considering how much you'll get for it in a few years, you won't really enjoy you car because you're already thinking about the next one. That hurts the car's feelings, moreso than if you just don't wash it every week. My car is diry because I DRIVE it a lot, and as such it is treating me well. I'm not going to make it get dressed up so I can take it out and show it off for its potential new owner. Its mine; it can let itself go a little, as long as it still moves me.
My apartment complex has gone from mildly interesting to full-blown Melrose Place nonsense. I swear, if more drama occurs I am going to start filming it 24/7 and sell the rights to the Fox Network. I got some golden material here, and I don't have to make any of it up.
Today someone pulled an illegal U-Turn in the middle of the street and came *thisclose* to ramming me full on. Their giant Suburban would have been no match for my dirty Hyundai Elantra, but the nimble GT maneuvered its way deftly around the giant cow on wheels and let it know its displeasure with a formidable HONK! Driving in California is a full-contact sport.
I watched Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy for the first time two nights ago. I did not have high hopes for this movie. But I ended up laughing so hard I hurt myself. The genuis isn't so much in the acting, but the spot-on timing of the jokes...its not a GREAT movie by any stretch but the timing is so awesome in some places, it just got me laughing harder than I have laughed in a LONG time. I pulled a muscle in my abdomen. I think that the way I was laughing was equal to roughly 500 crunches, or so I tell myself.
This is going to be a quick week. Worked all day today, work tomorrow, client visit Wednesday, hanging out in San Francisco on Thursday, then driving to Vegas Friday - Sunday. I should really get some rest at work tomorrow because I'm going to need my energy I think. I don't gamble, but I do love the dancing, and if there's one place I know I can dance every minute I'm awake, its GOT to be Vegas. I've never been there before though so who knows. I'll give an update on that later.
I had a great discussion with my friend that day. We were on the way back on the boat and started talking about how much our faith means to us. Its a weird feeling I have about faith. I find I've been thinking about it so much more lately; its something that is usually on my mind but in the past few months its like someone started filling up the well again. I've wanted to read my Bible again and I've been finding new meaning in passages that I didn't find before. In my own life, I find that the fear I used to have is being filled with love, and I want nothing more than to help others I know who have come to equate "Faith" with "Fear" and show them that God is really all love. That's a great feeling - knowing that God is love. I don't usually talk about my faith or express it out loud so much, but on that boat, I felt it. Maybe it was the way the sun was breaking through the clouds over the water, or the reflection of the sunset on the shiny dolphins as they lept out of the water going "Yippee! Yippee!" There was joy in living and the joy was God's love, so that was cool.
My car is really really dirty. So dirty that when I comment to people "My car needs a good wash" they've gone past the polite "Nah it looks OK" to the "Yeah you're right, that car is gross" stage. Some mechanic told me that the car's exterior is where 80% of its resale value comes from. I never think of "resale" value when I look at my car, though; I just think "Hey, car, whats up? Where you gonna take me today?" I think that if you buy a car and then immediately start considering how much you'll get for it in a few years, you won't really enjoy you car because you're already thinking about the next one. That hurts the car's feelings, moreso than if you just don't wash it every week. My car is diry because I DRIVE it a lot, and as such it is treating me well. I'm not going to make it get dressed up so I can take it out and show it off for its potential new owner. Its mine; it can let itself go a little, as long as it still moves me.
My apartment complex has gone from mildly interesting to full-blown Melrose Place nonsense. I swear, if more drama occurs I am going to start filming it 24/7 and sell the rights to the Fox Network. I got some golden material here, and I don't have to make any of it up.
Today someone pulled an illegal U-Turn in the middle of the street and came *thisclose* to ramming me full on. Their giant Suburban would have been no match for my dirty Hyundai Elantra, but the nimble GT maneuvered its way deftly around the giant cow on wheels and let it know its displeasure with a formidable HONK! Driving in California is a full-contact sport.
I watched Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy for the first time two nights ago. I did not have high hopes for this movie. But I ended up laughing so hard I hurt myself. The genuis isn't so much in the acting, but the spot-on timing of the jokes...its not a GREAT movie by any stretch but the timing is so awesome in some places, it just got me laughing harder than I have laughed in a LONG time. I pulled a muscle in my abdomen. I think that the way I was laughing was equal to roughly 500 crunches, or so I tell myself.
This is going to be a quick week. Worked all day today, work tomorrow, client visit Wednesday, hanging out in San Francisco on Thursday, then driving to Vegas Friday - Sunday. I should really get some rest at work tomorrow because I'm going to need my energy I think. I don't gamble, but I do love the dancing, and if there's one place I know I can dance every minute I'm awake, its GOT to be Vegas. I've never been there before though so who knows. I'll give an update on that later.
posted by The Semi-Pro Chef at Monday, October 10, 2005
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