the smooth stone of words
blah blah blah.. I say more and more blah to you, since you and I exchange blah on a regular basis… maybe an interesting blah??? its entertaining to me at least… the blah blah of our specific, little lives..
I am tossing these words out blindly into the dark, like hurling a stone at a lake in the pitch black of night…. I expend the effort to toss the stone/write the words, and far out in the dark, I cannot see the splash, but I know it landed in the water.. but who is reading the ripples? why did I feel compelled to toss the stone in the first place? Some collect things, some garden, some follow sports teams, I write.. I love the feel of the smooth stone of words in my hands, and I truly enjoy the effort of the throw…
So onward to today’s stone…
The last 6 days has been a crazy whirlwind… I karmicly owe a lot to one of my sponsor, John Dimon of Dimon Sports, and I traveled to the Pettit center in Milwaulkee to help him sell speedskates at short track North American championships… That is john and his van here on the right.
I had a blast, but it was 5 exhausting, intense days. We had to be set up and ready before the first skaters came, and we took the stand down and packed up our booth after the last skater left.. this was lots of 14 hour days that started at 6am.
I have never lost my voice before, but these ripped my vocal chords raw, and my jaw was tired from all the talking.. it was nice though, to be back in Milwaukee, where I spent much of the last winter, I saw many of the excellent people I know there, and saw a little bit of some incredible short track skating…
This morning though, I am paying for these long days, I tried to do an easy bike workout, I could simply not turn the pedals.. I drank a ton of coffee and soda this weekend too, and so now I am at higher levels of caffeine addiction than normal… the best coffee I was able to find this morning within walking distance of where I am staying, was the el crapo BP gas station coffee…
oh well, probably its like methadone therapy for a heroin addict, maybe it will let me down easily during an enforced caffeine detox over the next few days..
Filed under: on the road
Hey! The exchange of blah part was in MY email (just like MY space heater). Since it is now out in the world, here is my opinion on exchanging blah… I think it is a healthy thing, because it means the blah exchanger feels free to talk instead of feeling pushed to say something important (and who’s to judge what’s important anyway? The blah may very well be the most important thing that gets communicated in a whole day.) The blah exchanging skill, including blah listening, is a useful one.
I admit that I first wrote that first sentence of this blog post in an email to you.. that email inspired the line of thinking that later in the day became this blog post…
in fact emailing back and forth in our exceptional “blah-blah-blah” correspondence has been one of the inspirations for me to keep a blog…
but I did not just REPRINT the whole email, its the idea, the spirit.. a line or two..
and yes, we are in agreement that blah is really healthy… I just spend most of the morning excahnging happy blah blah blah with our mutal fast freind eva…
so why does some small part of me suddenly feel like that NYT writer who just got busted?? : )