Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Surfing in Nicaragua
A long day of wonderful surf shook me out and now it's time to read a good book and fall asleep. Tomorrow: Costa Rica.
Thousand Oaks, CA
*M*A*S*H* was filmed in these hills. What a short commute for the actors like Alan Alda who may have lived in Thousand Oaks! Finish the shoot, and be in the pub for 9. It would be rare these days to have such a successful, and long running show. The 1960's boosted the area's prominence when the first of the large scale developments came to town. Since then, 'T.O.', as the locals call it, 
has become one of the safest, best places to live in the United States. Such a contrast to L.A. Big on families, and community, this city has a small-town feel and all that a metropolis has to offer.
We all went down to see Michael's brother Alex play flag football. The coach was pretty intense, but he seemed responsible with how he communicated to these kids, and also to give them inspiration. This was followed up with a multi-birthday party at Mark and Sheila's house. Michael, his brother Alex, Uncle Earl, and Great Grandma all have birthdays in the same month, so we had a whole bunch of tri-tip steak, bbq chicken, ceviche, home-made salsa & chips, and wine/beer. They have a big, gorgeous house with a huge backyard that goes down into the valley, with a swimming
pool and hot tub too. The house was full of kids, laughter and good times.
Paula and I had a wonderful walk through a local park here, that boasted several horse trails with magnificent scenery. I'd never seen so many cacti in my life. Michael's friend made some prickly pear jelly and I tried it, almost like strawberry, but like rhubarb needs a lotta shuga. Seems I w
as so impressed I just couldn't stay out of them. It was the first time in 10 days that PJ and I really got to hang out. The outlook of the trip has altered for a moment; I now have some trepidation of the trip, and am reluctant to leave the safe confines of T.O. It has become an impromptu home, but once again, I must leave. Insecurities, fears, doubts, and laziness must be abolished, again and again and again.
has become one of the safest, best places to live in the United States. Such a contrast to L.A. Big on families, and community, this city has a small-town feel and all that a metropolis has to offer.We all went down to see Michael's brother Alex play flag football. The coach was pretty intense, but he seemed responsible with how he communicated to these kids, and also to give them inspiration. This was followed up with a multi-birthday party at Mark and Sheila's house. Michael, his brother Alex, Uncle Earl, and Great Grandma all have birthdays in the same month, so we had a whole bunch of tri-tip steak, bbq chicken, ceviche, home-made salsa & chips, and wine/beer. They have a big, gorgeous house with a huge backyard that goes down into the valley, with a swimming
pool and hot tub too. The house was full of kids, laughter and good times.Paula and I had a wonderful walk through a local park here, that boasted several horse trails with magnificent scenery. I'd never seen so many cacti in my life. Michael's friend made some prickly pear jelly and I tried it, almost like strawberry, but like rhubarb needs a lotta shuga. Seems I w
as so impressed I just couldn't stay out of them. It was the first time in 10 days that PJ and I really got to hang out. The outlook of the trip has altered for a moment; I now have some trepidation of the trip, and am reluctant to leave the safe confines of T.O. It has become an impromptu home, but once again, I must leave. Insecurities, fears, doubts, and laziness must be abolished, again and again and again.
Where Does This Money Come From
I love hockey, to play and to watch. Especially Canadian Teams in the playoffs. I still have issue with some things. This week: The New Jersey Devils try to sign Kovalchuk to 17 years at $102 million for the contract. Seriously, what the hell are they thinking? How often will a player be competitive until he's 44? Chelios has been one in a million to make it that far. It's clear they have so much money they just are willing to throw everything at this guy to come and play for them.
Next, where does this money come from? $102 million dollars to play a game? If it was me, I'd be fighting for every penny for sure, but because I am not, I can only see opportunities for this money to do real good in the world. Imagine what that could do for creating new sustainable agriculture ideas? Imagine what that money could do in the hands of a non-profit organization?
This is the Roman Empire, and I may get my head cut off for mentioning it.
Next, where does this money come from? $102 million dollars to play a game? If it was me, I'd be fighting for every penny for sure, but because I am not, I can only see opportunities for this money to do real good in the world. Imagine what that could do for creating new sustainable agriculture ideas? Imagine what that money could do in the hands of a non-profit organization?
This is the Roman Empire, and I may get my head cut off for mentioning it.
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