reflections on biking, followed by general rambling
You know, all those years of secondary school gym class, I thought I hated physical activity, but it turns out I just hated fascism.*
I remember all those thousands of hours
that I spent in grade school watching the clock,
waiting for recess or lunch or to go home.
Waiting: for anything but school.
My teachers could easily have ridden with Jesse James
for all the time they stole from me.–Richard Brautigan, The Memoirs of Jesse James
(My other reflection on biking lately is that the older I get, the more like my father I seem to become. Biking, cooking,** and I’ve started contemplating camping, which was definitely not my thing as a child, at least not after age 8 or so.)
My hair is also getting really faded. I’m loathe to cover the highlights, which still look good (if faded), but probably I’ll dye it all back to Atomic Pink after I get back from visiting my cousin in LA. This does mean that Cyn and I will not be total twinsies if we get together for lunch, but that may well save the universe from implosion,*** so perhaps I should consider it a necessary sacrifice.
And speaking of the universe imploding, today’s Thursday PARC Forum is about dark matter. Maybe I should go.
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*I’ve remarked this to several people now, which is why I can’t remember who thought it should be on a t-shirt. I think it might be a little long.
**Although I am still inclined to want very detailed instructions for the preparation of food, last night’s vegetable lasagna, which was about half recipe, half improvisation, turned out pretty well. Pre-roasting the veggies was definitely a good idea… of course, that was in the recipe.
***I’ve always been a big fan of parallel universes, such as Star Trek Dark Mirror and the Futurama Cowboy Universe. Maybe there’s one where everyone’s got pink hair EXCEPT Cyn and me. I’ll tell you one thing: I bet Evil Bizarro Cabell has really conservative hair. Lime green would be the photo-negative, but I’ve done that, too.
June 29th, 2007 at 11:11 am
Although I still think my hair is nearly as different as poss. from yours (if not conservative exactly) I cannot myself be your evil bizarro self, because I had a stand-up argument with a gym teacher once in which I described having to play compulsory (field) hockey as “both fascist and barbaric”.
I was about 13 or 14… Four years later I would voluntarily be playing soccer in the cold, rain and mud, but I didn’t know that then.
What’s the photonegative of light brown? Blue?
June 29th, 2007 at 12:48 pm
Oooh, I kind of want to send everyone to bizarro world. Maybe there I’m in grad school for creative writing.