After passing the 8 movement and push hands tests, it is off to the next form: 40 movement. Saw it for the first time last night. Egad...I don't know how they're counting but looked more like 100 movements. At the end of demonstrating, Sifu, sweating, said, "this one is hard..."
Let the fun begin. At least I felt more energetic after class than before. That's a good thing.
The anticipation builds towards the first day of middle school. Despite the protestations of the boy, after the evening shower he appeared in the living room wearing his new uniform pants and shirt (yes, public school with mandated uniforms). I suggested he could wear something else to bed but that was dismissed out-of-hand. Have to be ready for the am...
From the mountains to the sea. That's what SoCal is supposed to be all about. Well, at least part of it. Where did the summer go?
I never met Paul Newman (though an ex had brunch with him on the Cape once - that's as close as I ever got), but we do share something - the love of a fast lap. David Hobbs commented last week that had Newman chosen racing over acting he would have likely been a champion. As it stands, not only is he one of the greatest actors (and humans) to walk the earth, he was a pretty good racer as well. And now at age 83, nearing the end of a fight with lung cancer, he's going out on his own terms. Earlier this month he took his Corvette GT1 out for some hot laps at Lime Rock. Funny that last week I was watching hot laps at Laguna Seca, but this time just spectating. At least a bike (BMW R1200GS) was my transport. I think he would have approved. As for the laps, I'll be back. And Newman will be battling with Phil Hill, Senna, and others at some point down the line. We all will some day...but Newman will be able to keep up. God speed.
Was I that much of a drama king when I was a kid? Am I now? Egad...
In music (especially jazz), garnering a regular audience can take some time. I've been doing a jazz trio thing outdoors most Friday's in Encino, playing in a small patio area of a strip mall. Not where you'd expect to find live music and that is part of the issue. But slowly people wander by and say, "wow, you guys are good, I never knew there was music here..."
Now we just need another hundred or so people. I suppose a band name a picture would help :-p
Evidently the game was a hit, as the powers-that-be want another one. Woohoo, return customers!
The spooks in town for game testing. A fine 8 hour meeting. Exhausting, but the game works and proved the point. I need a nap...
I love them interwebs. From advrider.com - arguing about motorcycle forks:
"a bag of apples is better at becoming pie than a GS. so im gonna sell my GS and buy some pickles, so i can shave my dog."
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