Sunday, November 29, 2020
Dad Garage Workout
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Thanksgiving Day Thoughts
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
California Prison Scam
Walter Kronkite
hamstring
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Heard the Greatest Kid Conversation Today
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
still at it
It's exciting that I can still go for a run and feel some extra pop in my stride and think, "oh, I don't know if I've ever had quite this much push before." My tendons felt like rubber bands. Makes you think new things are still possible. I've been running for 16 years or so and I still get excited about a glimmer of untapped potential. This is the year for it. Let's see what happens.
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
I Want To See Dear Erin 🥺
Sunday, November 15, 2020
great long run and climb yesterday
Friday, November 13, 2020
Tuesday, November 10, 2020
Monday, November 9, 2020
The End of the Movie
Sunday, November 8, 2020
Let the Dead Bury Their Own Dead
I was listening to an Alan Watts talk today while drawing and he quoted this passage from the Bible, from Jesus's Sermon on the Mount.
The part about not worrying about food or clothes or the future. The way birds don't worry about food and they are fed. The way the Lord has clothed the grass. And he says don't worry and that worrying will accomplish nothing.
So I said, "okay well that's kinda cool." And then Jesus goes and does some miracles and he's gathering a following and he tells a man to follow him and the man says he will but first he needs to go bury his father. And Jesus says, "follow me, and let the dead bury their own dead."
What a poetic line. What a confounding thing to say. The guy raises a seemingly absolutely valid point and Jesus's response is utterly opaque and bizarre and grim. Let the dead bury their own dead. Completely reject whatever you think is important in the face of a call to faith. It's ominous.
Jesus isn't much for cajoling or negotiating here. What an intimate thing to respond to. And with audacity.
And people well say, "well, Jesus wasn't being rude or crazy. What the guy was saying was that his father was dying and the guy had to attend to him until he died and basically the guy was trying to put it off and Jesus was telling him that it's not something that can be put off and it's okay because we all know Jesus was right, anyway, that's a given."
Any way you slice it that is a radical thing to say. And a radical way to say it. I like it. I think it's cool.
I don't really have a larger point. It's just a really cool line to reflect on.
Friday, November 6, 2020
Thursday, November 5, 2020
Plants
It seemed like it was getting cold before I went to West Virginia so I brought my plants inside. I guess it's a little premature. Oh well.
Anyway, a couple thoughts:
1) my place is heated by radiators and I found out today that radiators are really bad for houseplants. it dries them out too fast. I don't think my spider plants like direct sunlight so I guess that's not a huge concern. My current plant management system is they are placed in a corner of my room and I have humidifier/oil diffuser in the middle of all of them because I read that makes them happy. We will see!
2) I got these plants (I still don't know what they are) in 2019 from afterschool and they pretty much died over the course of a year. One died in the Spring and then I put one in the dirt outside my new house in the summer. I decided to bring it back inside today. It doesn't seem like it's doing great. Anyway, surprise surprise! Two new plants were sprouting in one of my spider plant pots. I have no idea how it get in there and grew. So we'll see if those survive. I clumsily moved them to their own pot. It gave my a vague sense of hope that they found a way to survive and grow like that. I hope they survive despite my intervention. But I'm not letting myself get to invested in their fate.