I had an *amazing* jujitsu night. I worked on katate hazushi ichi (you know, the first escape art you learn, the one that takes a whopping 3 seconds to learn), covered well over 50 variations of it for the next two hours, and then used the principles I learned to do three of my best straightovers EVER, even with two bad knees!! I wanted to jump up and down and celebrate, but instead I ended up just lying there a little dazed trying to let my body soak in the right “feeling” of not painfully compressing my spine, which is what usually happens when I smash my head into the mat. (You’re not supposed to do that, by the way.) Both cool and sad at the same time: Prof told me those three were about as good of a straightover as I may ever expect to see/feel in my life. 0_o How can I not hope to prove him wrong?
Soooo close to finishing East of Eden. It’s sooo good, so rich. I love Steinbeck’s little offhand and subtle comments about the characters. It’s so raw and profoundly true. And often disturbing to see the same deceitfulness and cruelty in my own life and personality. Wish I had used a pencil to underline some of the best quotes. Is this book changing my life? Subtly, but I think so. What should I read next?
But the past two nights I’ve been too distracted putting together IKEA furniture and learning about high-definition TV technologies as I continue to build my ghetto home theatre. I think I’m obliged to keep qualifying it as “ghetto” to distinguish it from “real” home theatres so that AV aficionados don’t get confused / upset. I realize I am resigned to being ghetto so long as I continue to use a borrowed DLP projector and 5.1 digital surround sound system from work, a mess of audio-video and Xbox cables running all over the floor, $5 plastic IKEA stools for speaker stands, and a roughly fifteen-foot off-white and textured master bedroom wall for my projecting surface. Did I mention the bedsheet for a curtain? Ghetto. (And proud of it.)
Next book…Grapes of Wrath.
But that’s too predictable. How about The Winter of Our Discontent instead? It’s a logical progression from EoE
I actually already read Grapes of Wrath in high school. But The Winter of Our Discontent sounds intriguing (judging a book by its title). Adding it to my long list of things to read…
And if you wanna go non-Steinbeck, let’s go off the beaten path: Education of Little Tree, by Forrest Carter.
When did you get the master bedroom? Or is it now permanently unoccupied? And how come you didn’t mention anything about the most important part of any home theater–the 10-way-adjustable plush seating with popcorn and soda holders?
can’t wait to see this “ghetto” home theater.
Meyer Consultant Movie night at Kenneth’s house, anyone?
doode, ghetto-ness is the best