7 words from Unique..
For me, this word is *the* 'bike, my Mistress. She's a '99 Roadstar 1600 and she is freedom. Freedom for the spirit and mind. There really is no feeling like climbing on her and letting the road and world roll away behind. One of the more liberating experiences was packing up for a trip, climbing on, and leaving for a couple days with no destination in mind. The sense of being astride a powerful machine is intoxicating in its own way. It also helps calm my mind. The awareness needed to ride is unique, being engaged with everything and everyone around you, watching for hazards, reading the road, the people, the weather.. you just see the world in a different way. And yes, I don't wear a watch.
Yes, Windmills, I haz a few. I am a passionate man and most of what gets me spun up is injustice. I am a White Knight. It is my flaw and my grace. Hypocrisy, bullying, rudeness, callousness, selfishness .. they're all versions of injustice and lack of care for one's fellow man. We hates it, we does, and it is very hard for me to sit on the sidelines and watch it happen. "All that is needed for evil to take root, is for good men to do nothing." I'm also not the best politician, as I'm just going to say it out loud when I see that kind of thing happening. I *will* try to be nonconfrontational, but it is very hard for me to let things like that go. I'm *trying* to learn the "Pick your own battles" philosophy, but it's hard. I'm tryin' hard, real hard Ringo, to be the shepherd.
Fathers and Daughters:
When munchkin was born, I gleaned a new understanding of my own father. Needless to say, his and my relationship has been interesting at best. It is difficult to compare as I have no son, so it is difficult to say if how I feel about munchkin, and my relationship with her is unique to a father/daughter dynamic. With that said, however, it's a magical thing to be a part of her growth, discovery and development. As a father, I struggle to let her stretch her own wings, as I want to keep her safe and protected. And yet, when she does, and she achieves, I feel this sense of overwhelming joy; seeing her pride and confidence blossom. All the special memories I have of her involve these little things, discoveries of living and bonding moments. For the longest time, I feared that I would grow to be like my own father, but munchkin has been a beacon for me as well, and I see in her that I do not have to worry about that.
I had bunnies as pets when I was very young, but I took them as my arms as much for the statement of rebellion as anything else. I had been told by Triton at the time that there was no way I'd be able to pass "bagpipes." (See the above entry on Windmills.. PLEASE tell me what I can't do.) It took quite a while but I found a reference for Arms registered in 1326 for "three coneys playing bagpipes." From that point on it was a matter of sitting back with the popcorn and watching Triton enjoy the menu made up of her own words and policies. Of course, about that time I saw Monty Python's Holy Grail for the first time.. :) It's just a harmless lil' bunny.....
"I just want to be happy; and happiness comes from the achievement of goals." (kudos to those that recognize the quote.) The thing is, it is a quote that really is true. At least, for me it is. I find that without goals, I stagnate, become bored and irritable. I liked Everquest because there was constantly a goal I could strive for. I found WoW to be dull because the goals were easy. Goals are part of my fighting, they're part of my living and breathing. I have fighting goals. Fatherhood goals. Career goals. Life goals. Bucketlist Goals. I need to strive. I think man, or at least this man, is defined by the striving and the goals ahead of him.
It's the final frontier, right? I have always been fascinated by space. I remember being 3, watching James Kirk, and dreaming of traveling between the stars. I studied Engineering because of that desire, even though the "needs glasses" kept me from chasing my dream of actually going. Then again, dreams don't have to die, even if they went on hiatus for a while. I can remember being a kid, laying on my back, staring up at the sky trying to contemplate the concept of "Infinity." That the Universe just...keeps...going. For brief moments I get the glimmer of a breakthrough where I can visually conceptualize the "non-containment" of the universe, and it sends chills down my spine. I still do that from time to time. I still feel damp eyes when I see video of a Shuttle or Apollo Launch.
I've been to Kennedy. I've seen a Saturn V. I practically lived at the Smithsonian during my early teens. I saw Enterprise when she was at Dulles in the early '80s. Space is the last, best, most amazing frontier.. The physics of space, and interspace, is incredible. We think we know a lot about it. But then, 1500 years ago, we Knew the world was the center of the universe; 500 years ago, we knew the world was flat. Imagine what we'll know tomorrow.
Waffles are a comfort food for me. I loves dem. Being the type of person I am (which is polite speak for "hedonist") the waffles tend to be as much a conveyance of additions to the mouth as a source of culinary pleasure themselves. For that reason, I tend to prefer the kind that have a whole lot of smaller holes rather than the giant "belgian waffles." Puddles of melted butter, layers of fruit jams, scoops of Ice Cream drizzled with some creme de Menthe or layers of cream cheese and fruit pieces.. they all go well with waffles and help you remember that living a life of sensation is a beautiful thing. MMMMMMMm... waffles.
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