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Waiting For Superman

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2/15/14


Today I don't want to be introspective. I want to just be superficial, which is kind of different for me, not in an arrogant way, just in a factual way. I thought it was interesting when I read an article about a guy who decided to follow Ben Franklin's schedule for a day. Ben left time for study and to deal with spiritual things. The author said he almost never did that, and it was an interesting thing for him to do. Thinking about big things like God and purpose and why we are here and doing research into those questions is something I grew up doing and something I do all the time. How can you not wonder about that? How can you just go through life and just go to work, come home, be with your someone, party sometimes and that is it. That is satisfying? Really? Don't you wonder about things as a whole? Don't you wonder why we are here or how, or do you just take science's or God's word for it and leave it at that. I guess in a way you could have more of your emotional energy available to fritter away on personal drama. That might be interesting. I know it is kind of a weight on me to wonder about my, and our purpose, to wonder what or who else is out there, and it is a huge itch I am just dying to scratch to see everything as it really is. I used to think I would just go to heaven and God would explain it all to me and I could live with that. Now I am not so sure I will ever know, and ugh, that is annoying.

But to live without that burden, to me is to live in a closet. To live in the small world of what I see now. I just need to get out into the air and breath and wonder, and make wild guesses and hope. So with that comes the burden of what I don't know, of making choices and just not knowing if they are the right ones because I can't have all the information. I can't see past death or into the new millennium, so I have to make some of my best guesses blind.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Recent Dirtbike Pictures



These are from our latest trip to the track. No pics of me yet, but I did snag one of Todd and Michael making adjustments at the track. And Todd about to land a big jump. I was proud of myself for getting off the ground regularly this time. I was the Cheshire cat under my helmet every time I felt the telltale landing "clunk". We had the track to ourselves all day, and I got some great practice in. I have a long way to go for sure, but it was fun. In the afternoon my friend Meg and her two kids joined us. While they were there Nina got on the small bike for the first time by herself. She started out ok and then as she was rounding a curve on the mini-track she hit the gas instead of the brake and had a spectacular crash over a hill. She was somewhat traumatized, but only had one bruise. Todd was baffled. "I never saw Evan do that when he was first learning." I smiled at him. I did completely the same thing on the same curve when I first rode my dirtbike. Nina and I are two non-mechanical peas in a pod. We took the dirtbike over to a parking lot so that Meg's kids could practice on a level surface after that. Meg tried my bike and took to it like a pro, thanks to her previous experience growing up on 4-wheelers. That is her below with some of my gear on.

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