Some things have happened since then. I raced the Cool mountain bike race. I got 9th out of 19 starters in the 30-39 sport class. I was 2 1/2 hours behind second place. My excuse? The critical error was when I moved my saddle back about 5mm the day before the race. During the second lap I had the feeling of a muscle being pulled, the sensation ran from my left "love handle" down my ass to just above my knee. Live and learn.
Terry Schiavo died in that time. During the 14 days between when her feeding tube was pulled and the day she died, 12 US soldiers died in Iraq and Afghanistan. We didn't hear much about those fellas did we? This "culture of life" propaganda is such hypocritical horseshit. It's not a culture of life. Sure abortions are bad and the GOP doesn't want abortions, but it really seems like they could care less about the rest of us. And, the only reason they gave a damn, or rather appeared to give a damn, about Terry Schiavo is because they thought it may be a good political move. They were wrong, but the media has already forgiven them for it.
The Pope died. Doesn't mean much unless you are Catholic. He thought war was bad and so is birth control...
We saw Kinsey, the movie, last night. Highly recommended. It was a very interesting delve into American sexuality and in general our perceptions of sex, what is right, wrong, fun, absurd and how our sexuality affects our social and emotional life. The movie answered age old questions like: "Is it normal for my boyfriend to want to touch my anus while we are having sex?" For me, on of the parts of the movie that really hit me was the story of a lesbian woman. She started off with a husband, kids, etc. Got a job and slowly fell in love with a co-worker. She didn't know how to deal with it and no one to talk to about it. She "took up drinking," her husband left her, she alienated her children and her life basically fell apart. She effectively ruined her life because of love. It was a very sad and incredibly powerful story that was put in the movie to validate Kinsey's life work. Go see it with someone young and someone old.
We went skiing. Took a Monday off to celebrate my birthday and went up to do an Angora Lake ski tour. Great weather, about 12" of fresh snow and high avalanche danger.
We woke up Monday morning with 6" of fresh snow in town.
We spent about two hours breaking trail in 12" of fresh snow.
We were rewarded with great views when we got to Angora Lookout.
We continued West on Angora Ridge.
We dropped down the the basin just shy of Angora Lake, then switchbacked our way up to Angora Lake with a nice view of Angora Peak.
Coming back down that section we had switchbacked proved a little difficult for our skill level.
It cleared up quite a bit for our return trip over Angora Ridge. Click here for a panoramic view.
3 comments:
what about _had a potluck party_ for your birthday? don't want you to forget that! ;)
Good to see your words again. I was particularly struck with the beauty of your trip, the culture of life irony you beautifully point out, and finally the importance of being of, and finding, support in our lives and experiences. All too often when this isn't available, and shame rears its monsterous head, we human beings turn to isolation and substances/medicating behaviors ("she took up drinking") to navigate our feelings and experiences which are misunderstood and ignored. So lonely and tragic - and there truly is another way.
Oh! And Happy, Happy Birthday! It looks like you were properly celebrated, my friend. As you should be.
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