joys of a new sponge

it's sunday night, 1855 hours pm in the evening, i'm listening to Dion and the Belmonts sing about Run Around Sue pretty much on repeat.  i really really really like that damn song....

i'm tired, like all the life force has been sucked out of me.  i'm not a close friend of time, so i don't know when the last time i wrote was, feels like a week, but it all started thursday....

went for a kick ass ride thursday, turns out i really really love riding my bike and it makes me happy.

friday, i went for another ride.  i rode pretty fucking well, rode stuff i hadn't ridden before, i was catching air like a pro fisherman catches trout, hucking like i was getting paid for it.  it felt GREAT.

then friday night i lay in bed, cramping my ass off, for no real reason.  i'm pretty sure i was dehydrated, especially since i was pissing brown sand.  

saturday, got a bunch of bananas and went to work early, we had an "event,"  and we worked for 12 straight  hours, non stop, granted there was beer involved, but at the end of the day, i was done.  got home and i could barely stay awake.

this morning i woke up super early and went to work.  it was slow, thankfully, but i'm super tired.

so, what was the highlight of the last few days, other than the super awesome kick ass ride friday?

I GOT A NEW SPONGE!!!!  everyone looks for joys in big things, they look for major events or huge instances, they want spectacular views and grand adventures and major things to make them happy.  well, my new sponge made me super happy.

i finally replaced my old, dirty, tattered, worn out sponge, with the tomato sauce stains and pieces of burnt steak and other detritus stuck to it.  i was pretty sure i was making things dirtier each time i used it to "clean" something.  i finally broke down and got a brand new bright yellow sponge with a kelly green scratchy scrubby pad.  the old one, which used to be yellow, had it's scrubby pad smoothed out over time, it was more of a "spread the dirt around" pad.

it didn't take an amazing sunset atop a mountain overlooking the sea with whales doing backflips and van halen rocking out on a floating barge and a mass of large breasted hot women dancing topless to make me happy.  it took a 79 cent imitation creature of the sea to bring me joy and pleasure.  it wasn't lasting joy and pleasure, but it did the trick, and even now as i think of it, it brings a smile to my face.

it doesn't take much for happiness, and i'm sure the happiness comes from inside, the fact that i can get joy from something as simple as a sponge.  external things cannot make you happy, including my cheap yellow sponge really, but if you let it, i guess, you can get happiness from ordinary objects, and so i wonder....why do you need an object?  why can't you just have the happiness?  i'm sure you could, if you wanted to, but perhaps it's easier to manifest happiness through and avatar?

either way, it cheered me up and made me feel good.

now i'm gonna drink a cup of hot tea, maybe wash some dirty dishes with my clean new sponge, and go to sleep.

tomorrow back to work.  and maybe a really good bike ride afterward.  

rock shows and bike rides

it's thursday, feels like saturday.  life is fucking GREAT.

saw Rehab last night, i kinda feel bad, it was not a packed house, and the venue is small.  very small crowd, and kinda lame crowd, which is no fun for the band.  i'm so thankful they came to play though, and they put on a great show.  part of the fun was watching the strange crowd, good god there are some characters living in this fucked up little town.  one guy, who we called "flannel shirt" had eyes of someone who has murdered and raped children, sunken, sullen, and wild.  we were sure while others went out for a smoke break, he went out for a murder break.  we pictured him saying things like "i killed a man in reno just to watch him die. then i killed another one, just to hone my craft!"   kid couldn't have been more than 25, and his strangely shaped girlfriend who we dubbed "floppy boobies" was dancing all over, and at one point he was sitting there and it looked like he commanded and yelled at her to go and dance on the fucking dance floor!  it was odd.   he was intense the whole night, although while we were on the floor, he bumped into my about three times, which i didn't mind at all, and he seemed very apologetic, sorry he bumped into me.  polite.  strange guy.  probably very nice.

Rehab is a pretty kick ass band.  this is the second time i've seen them live, i don't think i want to see them live again.  either that or i want to see them live with a crowd that gets them pumped up enough to give it their all.  i think they were bored, and i can understand that.  if the crowd doesn't give any energy to the band, they are vampires, and the band is flat. the band needs something to feed off of.  i can't blame the band, i blame the crowd on this one.  i think they still put on a solid good show, and i still think the are a great band.

then there were two brokeback cowboys and their "girlfriends."  the girls sat behind the guys rubbing their necks and shoulders, and the guys sat next to each other.  i assume they were giving each other handjobs, not quite sure.  i would be sitting next to my girlfriend, not some dude.   strange.

woke up tired today, but it was such a beautiful day.  got on the mountain bike and hit the trails.  i meant to only ride a short bit, maybe an hour and half, and i ended up riding about three hours, it felt GREAT.  saw some tourists who needed some guidance, so i rode with them and showed them some trails, and they were super fun and happy. turns out our trails are a bit difficult, and i'm actually a really strong good rider.  they had minor problems on things i didn't even think about.   but we all had fun and that is all that matters in cycling.  the weather was great, my legs were strong, i flowed like a river, it was just all around joyful and glorious.

so the last few days i'd been in a bit of a funk, then today i went and rode my bike and suddenly life is the greatest ever.  hmm....perhaps i just need to keep riding my bike.

bicycles make great things happen.  i love my bicycle.  and my girlfriend, who got her hair cut super short today, and later tonight i'm gonna go see it.  yay.

now i should probably take a shower.  and eat something.