Trying To Try: T to the third power

Okay, hi, yeah, um... sure- it's Saturday February 24. The year is 2007.

That's a start, huh? ... .

Right, so gee, gee golly, gosh you know. here I am on the earth living life and just chock full of all the potential, well most of the potential- that I ever really expect to have for all of eternity. Not to be morbid or silly but this really is as good as it gets and gee but why aren't more heroic sagas occurring? Why is everything a step or two away from not being a step or two away from nothing?

What is up with the antFarm where I am not?

What is up with me not being higher up than like 750 feet of altitude?

When am I going to be a real and actual ski-bum and get my bum skiing now? And then? And yesterday? And tomorrow?

And what is up with being moody and irritated and normal and regular and honest and trustworthy and loyal and friendly... and stuff like that?

Well, so I am in a bit of a funk and traveling is somewhat time consuming and I wish I didn't wish for stuff and oh I hope you aren't terribly bored with me and, and, and ......

Okay, so everything is awesome and it all is gonna be alright and it is actually super peachy right now and everything is okay.

But still, what is this funk and why do I like"and" so much and



So things are okay. I did discover while in Sun valley Idaho that chocolate milk is endorsed by the United States Olympic Comittee as a recovery drink. That means it is good for drinking soon after exercise to aid in the lessening of muscle breakdown andf the quickening of muscle repair. Plus I learned that sit-down crosscountry skiing is the best aerobic activity I have known since I started wheelchairing.

Plus I went to dinner with family last Sunday and the table was like twenty feet long or something, maybe thirty feet.

And I'm here in North Conway, in the Mount Washington Valley, writing, well typing.

I have things I'd like to push more quickly. There are projects I'd like to be further along with. I'm not really certain if I am over extended or it is simply winter or maybe even everything is perfect and I just get restless.

Repression -vs- Accession

okay---- time to start again, ..........

time to say thank you to Anonymous for commentary

time to try again to turn comment moderation back off because it appears to create more trouble than it fixes

time to get more posting on here instead of being so between things

time to put this into the blog instead of just leaving it here in comments

time to highlight and copy ............

Rabbits and Hares

The first thing I heard anybody say this morning was "rabbits and hares". Next I heard it said that if one says first upon waking on the first of the month the phrase "rabbits and hares", it will be an auspicious and lucky month.

I had been laying quietly for some time with my eyes opening only occasionally. For the most part, I'd stayed still with my eyes closed and my consciosness not very far from the pre-waking dream state. Now I had opened my eyes and begun to focus consciously on the words being said as well as the kind eyes of the individual saying the words.

Again I closed my eyes but retained my waking conciousness. I said "rabbits and hares". And then I opened my eyes again and looked once more at those eyes.

Sunday I leave New Hampshire and travel by way of Denver and Salt Lake City so that I may arrive at Sun Valley in Idaho. I am going there to explore the activity of adaptive cross country skiing. I am going there to spend time with recognised disabled athletes and to experience the milieu, the physical and social setting, of adaptive recreation amongst leaders in the field.

And plus it's gonna be in a very cold and very beautiful place. And it's gonna be fun. And auspicious. And I'm lucky to have this opportunity.