I had a dream all my teeth fell out. oops.
But I slept well otherwise.
The craziest thing was that in the dream my teeth were falling out and I had the thought, "dang, this time it definitely isn't a dream. It's finally happening in real life. Darn."
And then I woke up and was like, "oh it WAS a dream."
Anyway glad my teeth haven't fallen out.
spent a few hours trying to seal up the cracks in the back of the bumper from where it got hit and painting. I think I've covered the cracks pretty well and I did one coat and then came back a few hours later and played around with mixing paints to try to get a better color match. I didn't quite get it perfect but I think I improved it. It looks better.
I'd say it's gone from being hit and scratched to looking like the paint was merely badly scuffed. So, we'll take that.
sailors go sail a tent
brooms regret being sent
no bones, no blood, no sweat
I ain't got no silhouette
but two owls portend doom
for those breathing in noxious fumes
in a land of beans, buy no beans,
bring me a toad
when he went to get his papers he forgot he was a staple
the only thing time I covet cheese is when it's in a bagel
I have 40 million horses crying loudly in the stable
she could tell it was a shrimp boat because it had a label
Pretty much everything is going well. I just need to put more water in my body.
The following are a collection of sentences to describe the experience of one person who by the consequences of his own actions spent an inordinate amount of time in an indoor bouldering gym.
The rental shoes would pile up in a plastic bin. They would form a mountain of sweaty, smelly, tired synthetic rubber. One by one they would be paired and organized and sprayed with a sanitation spray. Everyone, in some professional capacity at some point in their lives, should have the job of cleaning up someone else's mess.
The colorful holds were placed in bizarre patterns all over the wall.
People were often told to trust their feet while simultaneously placing said feet on deliberately slippery holds with the expressed intention of making the person slide down the wall unexpectedly and their heart jumping into their throat.
I recently discovered this is a thing you can do. It's really fun to take rough sandpaper hands and make them almost smooth as if they aren't covered in callouses. I impulse bought a nail file at the grocery store while I was buying coffee. I also impulse ordered a melodica and I'm excited to start learning songs.
if I ever have a kid, I'm gonna punk him all the time. Constantly. That way he'll grow up and be un-punkable because of how much I punked him.
and I was like, if I ever have a kid I'm gonna be like, "hey, you know why you're nice to me? it's because I was nice to you all the time. boom! gotcha!" dumb little kid.
I spend a lot of time at the climbing gym and one thing I hope I can be is a positive member of that community and someone who encourages and supports the people who go there, particularly the athletes I coach.
I watched this interview with this very famous running coach and he talked about coaches he had growing up and one that stood out to him was a basketball coach who was so excited about games and the sport. And that excitement and passion was what stuck with this running coach when he was little. I really love climbing so that's an example I'd also like to set.
the wind blows
the sun shines
the rain falls
the birds sing
the mud gurgles
the puddle consumes
the moon rises
the stars twinkle
the clouds float
the snow covers
the lights blind
the mountains mountain
the ocean waves
the leaves rustle
the volcano erupts
the economy collapses
the buildings vibrate
the butter churns
the gas leaks
the ice thaws
the birds sing
the rain falls
the sun shines
the wind blows
is to wake up
then think about all your past selves that brought you to this moment
all of their successes and failures
and be grateful for that and absolutely kill it
