…the warranty expired.

As a child I always thought if I could fly everything would be better and more fun. The colors and feelings I associated with people would only be that much better and heightened with this magical power. As time went on I realized I couldn't fly and there was a good reason, chubby Indians are not very aerodynamic, as I found out one day. I did experience a moment of total freedom then as my bike and I sailed through the air. The fact that waited eagerly to cause damage to my young body didn't even cross my mind, until it rushed up and slammed itself into me. People talk about moments in their life being in slow motion, this would be one of those times for me.

My front tire slammed into the hard packed earth first and then slammed the handlebars into my chest. I felt the air explode form my lungs as the padded bard was thrust into my chest. The back tire came from behind and flipped over my head make me somersault and hit my head. My head hit and I slid, on my head, to a stop right before I would have said hello to a boulder. I blacked out for a moment or two and waited. Waited for the darkness which had claimed me to claim me again. I had tasted the forbidden fruit of total freedom, surely this went against some code. I lay their waiting, until the sounds of the lil forest brought me back to my sense. I got up and examined my bike, no damage at all it was just a bit scuffed up. I checked myself next with the mirror I had in my backpack(Don't ask me why, but I've always had a bag with an odd assortment of things in it) Just a scratch on my forehead and a bit of a bloody lip. I rode home slowly as I realized This moment I had I could use for the rest of my life.

This was only a 20-25 ft drop I jumped off of.

Now as my life takes new turns and I need a bit of sanity I look back on that day where I thought of myself as an intrepid adventurer looking for that great thrill. I've almost always looked at my life as an adventure and something to be enjoyed, but as I grow older and gain more “responsibility” I often doubt that thought. I think what I need is some time some time to think and reflect and regain my perspective. before I found this in my camping trips and going to “rave”s. now I don't do any of that, I think I just need to pack up my family and go to the mountains on a day off and spend time with them and renew my conviction of staying happy.

At work they are looking for management at our Nob Hill location. I am definitely pondering this as an alternative to waiting tables right now:

Pros:

• Hours: 3-midnight five days a week(something like that)
• Steady Paycheck
• It'll look good on the proverbial resume
• It will afford me time to be there for my daughter during the daytime
• I like the people who work there
• I would definitely get a chance to try out some of my ideas for how a restaurant should be run

Cons:

• Direct contact with the owners who I don't really respect that much
• It is downtown and further away
• It could potentially be a pay cut in the long run with no more huge tips coming in
• Not sure if I've ever been good in an authority position

I dunno Im so filled with self doubt and nagging thoughts that I can't sleep when I should be right now. Im thinking go, go, go, do it…but then again. Hrm…oh well nothing gambled nothing lost, I think I might go in and talk to the GM of that location on a day off next week. Our talent Coordinator and one of our best bartenders at that location both think I should go for it. I think I might ask my floor manager what its like to manage for our owners. Might as well explore the possibilities.

and I banter, A LOT! With this bantering comes some playful name calling and on the odd day someone saying that they hate the other or something of that nature. This is nothing to us, we do it all in fun. Well a couple weeks ago I invited friend T over to see Riley, she brought her roommate and we let them play with Riley. While they were here Heather and I started the normal banter, I didn't learn until later that they we're kinda freaked out by our bantering.
We started with it and apparently T's roommate nudged her and asked if we were fighting. They debated this for 10 mins while we bantered. Then we started again and the question was brought up one more time. They booked it pretty quickly and later I was asked by T if we were having problems as a couple. I just stood there and laughed, because, [sappy] I don't think any relationship of mine has been this healthy and loving. [/sappy]. yeah amusing to me, but probably not to you. Oh yeah and I don't like you

Whoa! That was a lot, so click and see what I ramble about when Im tired and startin to go insane