Overheard during a training ride involving sprints from a pack with the juniors this week (I think it was Le Arsonist David):
“Aw man this is the sketchiest pack I’ve ever ridden in; a bunch of Juniors, a chick, and two dads on ‘cross bikes”
Flaming arrows is coming! March 26, 2008
I just happened to talk to a guy here at work that has been arrow hunting and guiding for decades, and he happens to have a pyro/explosives fanatic brother, so anyway if we can find the location, and get the permits and stuff, he will hook up the bow and arrows – he said he’s got tons of old ones we can toast. Also, he said he’ll mention it to his brother, who spent his youth making his own bombs, blowing up neighbors’ garbage cans and mailboxes, and he can rig something up to explode when the arrow hits.
How diggable will the kids find that!!!!
Oh man oh man oh man I can’t wait I can’t wait I can’t wait I can’t wait
Flaming arrows original idea: http://timbrewster.wordpress.com/2008/03/20/before-you-die/
Low and slow baby March 26, 2008
Holy bonus day!!! My cruiser bike parts arrived by UPS last week! I’m building a couple of cruiser bikes, mostly out of bits and pieces from the garage, but some small stuff I had to order like single speed freewheels and big wide handlebars. (Plus I got Cin a really long low stretch frame for like 50 bucks) The rest I got at the recycle depot or I found (like the Banana seat I found at a yard sale!!!) In the end it might cost me maybe $100 per bike, for Cin and I to have comfy cruisers to pull the kids around Devon, go shopping (we always walk or ride, one less car.) Then I just have to weld a tow bar to pull the kids around in the custom wagon I made out of one chair and two BMX bikes. We gonna be like Ramone and Flo, cruizin’ low and slow baby, low and slow.
BEFORE YOU DIE March 20, 2008
I just got this email from my buddy Lindsay:
“Timbo . . . I heard this one at our retreat this week and I thought of you immediately…We were talking about things we gotta do before we die, and a friend of mine said that his 5-year-old son already was working on a list of things he has to do in his lifetime…
Top of the 5-year-old’s list: “I want to shoot a burning arrow into something and burn it down.”
Who doesn’t dream of being able to shoot a burning arrow!
So my buddy is trying to arrange a burning-arrow-shooting day on a local farm . . . they are all going to shoot burning arrows into an old farm building and burn the thing to the ground…and then clean it all up…
Aaahhh the imagination of a 5-year-old eh?”
This is hilarious! I want to shoot a burning arrow! I never would’ve thought of asking someone that young but now I can’t wait to ask my kids what would be on their list.
I’m sure everyone has heard of it, but in case you haven’t: Back in 1993 the Chicken Soup For The Soul series had a story about a guy that had a list of life goals (http://www.johngoddard.info/life_list.htm) and I remember thinking it was the coolest idea ever, so I started one immediately. It’s not a career type thing, it’s more a really LIVE LIFE kind of list, so it doesn’t have “Become Senior Regional Manager” on it, but rather stuff like “light a match with a rifle at 100 paces” kind of stuff. My (and now “our”) list has everything from “hike to Mt. Everest” to “Learn to do that spin-the-pen-around-the-thumb-thing”.
It really does work: Sure, I still haven’t done 80% of it, but we’ve also done a lot more than we would’ve otherwise, simply because stuff was on the list, and so sometimes we just go do it. We did go to everest, skydive, bungy-jump, stand on the Eiffel Tower, read some Tolstoy and Machiavelli, and a few others, simply because the list inspired us.
Try it; make a list of things you’d like to do, (they don’t have to be big important things, just anything that would make you happy) Then, constantly look at the list and make an honest effort to tick things off. It doesn’t have to be a individual thing either, I do all mine with the family now – makes it even more fun. What ends up happening is that, in the process you have a ton of fun and adventures, even if you don’t ever tick much off the list. It’s the reminder process that creates action, and it forces you to stop and dream a bit, like “what would I do if I wasn’t so chicken.”
I started my list like about 12 years ago, and I’ve maybe ticked a only fraction, but the fun it has instigated was way worth it.
I’m definitely going to add “shoot a burning arrow into something and burn it down”, and hopefully soon I’ll get to mark it done.
The bobber is coming home! March 18, 2008
I’m going to get my bike this weekend! Wooohooo! (My motorbike) I started building an old-school bobber years ago, and has been sitting, half-done, in a shed at the farm, collecting rust, bird-crap and dust for years.
This Christmas, Cin bought me a little welder, and I finally found a fuel tank for it at the wreckers, so I can drag it home and finally finish it, instead of leaving it 4 hours away at the farm. It’s a pretty cool project I think. I got an old bike off a friend, and stripped it and cut it up with a torch, and then basically started welding together what I wanted.
It’s 15 inches longer and about 18 inches lower than original. I cut the whole back end away and made it a hard-tail rear triangle. Getting it all straight was the real battle…I don’t honestly know if it will track straight or not…I can’t wait to find out. We’ll see how that goes…I’m not a rider, don’t even know how, and I’m not a wannabe, I just really dig building stuff, especially mechanical stuff, and I never did a bike before so what the hell.
I just have to put the wiring in (there’s nothing there, gonna have to do it trial and error); make a seat (one with springs!); build and mount all the foot and hand controls (haven’t decided on a suicide shifter or not – I reckon they call it that for a reason);rebuild the motor; then, finally, paint! I think I’m going WWII bomber-style paint, with the 40’s Memphis Belle type chick on the side.
The girls are gonna help me – they love to build stuff, so now that it will be at home it can be a family project. Giddyup!
New Delhi Belly March 18, 2008
I went for a dinner and came back with a more open mind. Who’d a thunk it?
The other day we got invited over to have dinner at the neighbors’ across the street. My daughters play with their son (Surya), and they are always going there, or he is coming here. They are an Indian (as in Delhi) family, and very traditional in many ways, including their food. Sometimes we send baking or treats home with Surya, sometimes they send Indian food our way. They’re always pleasant to talk to, but we really didn’t know much about them, since Surya was our only real source of information, and the kid has incredible imagination, which is hugely entertaining, but not always reliable.
I admit, I had preconceptions about them:
Surya is always talking about Indian gods, (they’re like super-heroes to him, I guess they have weapons) and I wondered what they thought or said about our beliefs.
Surya’s parents were an arranged marriage, and we privately wondered how in the world could someone do that!!?
Anyway we went for dinner, and the food was incredible. They described each dish and how it was made. I was blown away by how good it all was. Mostly though, I was surprised by how open-minded they were, how aware they were that some of their customs would be perceived oddly here.
The topic came up about their wedding, (the day they met!) and they were able to explain it in a way I hadn’t really considered: They explained how parents go to great lengths, arguably greater lengths than prospective couples, when picking a mate; how if parents truly know their kids and have the kids’ interests at heart, they can make excellent choices; how parents will likely ask important questions, about love, compatibility, and commitment, and aren’t swayed by the bling like kids can be. (How many of us have been attracted to someone based on how they dress, only to find out later it don’t matter?)
Seeing that we were genuinely interested in the topic, they brought out their wedding album and explained all the ceremony and rituals. It was super interesting, and very clear that it was right for them, a very proud and happy moment in their lives.
Now, I still don’t think that arranged marriages are my bag, but the visit really opened my eyes to how something that originally seemed so preposterous might make a little sense when someone gets a chance to explain their view.
In the end, a glimpse into a completely different culture and an opportunity to learn about something I never understood before, was always right across the street.
5-year-old needs job, will work for dolls. March 13, 2008
My 5-year-old daughter Cassidy says she wants to get a job.
Yep. She announced that yesterday when they were in the tub.
She says “Dad, I need to have a job, I need to get paid some dollars like you do.”
I say “oh, ok…”
She says: “ Yup, see, I want the Gymmnasti-brat doll but you guys said no more dolls, that you won’t buy any more but I really want it. So I want to do a work thing where I do work and somebody gives me money and I will buy the doll myself because it will be my money and I can do whatever I want with it. So you have to think of some jobs or something that I can do for you and you can pay me. Is that a good deal?”
I honestly have no idea what to do about this one.
Glass is half full challenge March 11, 2008
In an an earlier post, or maybe the “about Timbo” section, I made the comment that “it’s all in how you choose to see it” or something like that. I was thinking that that’s kind of an easy thing to say, without any actual proof or suggestion of how to do it. That’s like telling a bike racer”just ride faster!” They’re gonna go “ok, how, exactly???”
So I was thinking, how does that work really? When one chooses to see something the positive way, what are the actual mechanics of that? How would one, especially one who is used to seeing the glass empty, switch to half full?
Well, I’m not a psychologist or anything, so I could be way off, but I’ll tell you what I’m gonna try.
In the old days, we used to do alot of imagery and visualizatiuon to tune out the hullabalu of race day, or to learn a track in the head when track time was limited (it was often pretty limited for me, because you buy track time, and I didn’t have any money!) Anyway, it’s not any easy thing to coach yer brain. Here: don’t think of an elephant with red spots. What did you just think of? Hahahha. So you gotta start small. We used to start by just doing imagery about a static situation. Something where you create a favourable scenario in your head: In your mind, make everything perfect: you’re wearing your favorite outfit, your at your fittest, you’re somewhere you love to go. Then from there you just build on getting good at creating that positive feeling from scratch.
The other way was to pick someone you want to be like, and literally, imagine you are them. If they are world champion, then you act and feel like you would if you were world champion. Then you react to situations the way they would.
So, I’m gonna issue a challenge to the incredibly small number of people that read this: try to change your attitude into a full “glass-is-half-full” one by starting at the small stuff.
Here’s the challenge: Every time you have a negative experience (spill a drink, drop a plate, get flat tire, miss an important call) stop, take a Breath and try to think of a positive, an “upside” to what just happened. It’s not easy, but I bet it will get easier, then become habit, and eventually you’ll do it subconciously.
I’m going to start right now: my head and throat are pounding, I feel completely weak from this flu/cold. So I’m going to miss spin. Well, the upside is that my kids think I’m going to be gone all night, so they are going to be soooo surprised to see me, and we can lay on the couch with a blanket and just watch the hockey game, guilt free.
If anyone else does actually try it, let me know how it works out.
Spring weekends! March 11, 2008
Last weekend was awesome.
Ok, I got a cold brewing and I didn’t get to ride, but it was still pretty good. Went to the motorcycle wreckers and found a decent old fuel tank for the chopper I’m building, which is a relief, because the whole project has been collecting dust for years, and getting a tank moves it up a notch, since now I can try to figure out the wiring and build the seat, now that I know where the tank goes. Stopped there on the way to the Stony Plain Eagle Senior Triple A playoff game. We got a friend in town that plays for them, so went to watch and I was blown away. This is close to NHL level hockey, I had no idea! Everyone on the ice played top level junior, US college, or even pro at some point. There’s ex-NHL’ers out there. It’s the highest non-pro over 18 level there is. In fact, the championship is called the Allan Cup, and goes back almost a hundred years, and was originally the Stanley Cup before that cup was given to the league when it went pro. Anyway, the rink was standing room only, the crowd was loud, the music was good, and the hockey was fast and intense…all for 10 bucks! My dad had the kids, and they went to watch our niece’s Peewee girls hockey playoffs, so before they left we painted thier faces with her number and team colours, and they both wore her favorite outfit in honour: pink skirt with a hockey jersey.
Sunday we XC skied a bit with Dani, as the town was shooting a Devon Promo video, and they asked for families from the ski club to come ski. The caught us off-guard when they started interviewing us on-camera: we thought it was just going to be filming us skiing off in the distance.
After that we went for a hike with the girls and didn’t get more than a few hundred yards down the trail when we ran into another family we know. The five kids climed the trees and played tag for like an hour while we visited. We were gone for almost two hours and never got out of sight of the trailhead! It didn’t matter, it was a good day, and the kids were so soaked and muddy we had to undress them on the front porch and leave the snowsuits on the deck to dry.
It don’t get much better than that.
Alberta out of balance March 5, 2008
When I started blogging, I decided I wasn’t gonna talk about politics or religion, but since it’s supposed to be about what’s going through my head, I can’t avoid it. I’m choked about the election result. Not because the right or wrong party won, or because my guy did or didn’t get in, but because it’s so imbalanced.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m a conservative, and I was ecstatic at first, but then when that wore off, I started to realize that, even if the right party is in for me, it never is a good thing that there is no opposition. And effectively there is no opposition in Alberta. The Liberals and NDP’s really piss me off: not because I disagree with their ideas necessarily, but because they haven’t gotten their act together and became a decent opposition.
It’s true that a government can be more effective and efficient in many cases with a weaker opposition, because it can table legislation and run it through without mucking about, much like a business, but this assumes that it’s the right legislation…
It’s all about balance, and we won’t have that until the Libs and ND’s get their act together. A few friends that I’ve argued with over it recently said “well it’s Alberta, it’ll always be that way?” but I don’t buy that. People will listen but you have to capture their imagination, engage their minds. Just going “ooo that other guy is bad, he’s evil” doesn’t cut it. My answer is always. “Ok, he’s bad. What are you gonna do about it, and how are you gonna pay for it?” I didn’t see any answers to questions like that. Maybe they just didn’t have the funding to get the message out, I dunno. Maybe I’m just being old fashioned, but I remember when other Lib leaders like Lawrence Decore in the old days used to really take on the Conservatives and it was great, because you ALSO knew he would back the motions he agreed with. Now, the Libs and ND’s seem to just bash anything Stelmach says just cause he said it. It’s too bad because I think they (Libs and ND’s) actually have some worthwhile input. With a bit better balanced government (still conservative for me though), we could implement change that even conservatives would welcome.
But until the opposition gets their act together, nobody’s listening, and that’s a shame.
