Wednesday, January 26

the bottom of the middle of nowhere

last week, i finished reading a really fascinating book:
between a rock and a hard place, by aron ralston.

you know how everyone once in a while you stumble upon one of those books that entrances you to the point of being unable to separate the story from your own life? that was this book for me. well, the last half of this book anyway. i kept thinking about it when falling asleep, and talking about it in coversations... i almost made my roommates sick telling them some details, but i was so entranced by the story that i didn't realize what i was saying until too late.

at least i had the clarity of mind to cover (with my hand) the one gross picture from the color image collection partway through the book, while looking at the shots on the MUNI - no need to gross out an unsuspecting train-riding-neighbor!

summary: this guy, aron, is a very experienced rock climber who gets trapped in a canyon, under a boulder, in the middle of nowhere (utah). no food, no water. he eventually cuts his own arm off, lives to tell about it, writes this book, and in 6 months is climbing mountains again with prosthetic climbing attachments for his arm. insane.

the reasons i'm fascinated?

well, first, he actually lives in aspen, where my aunt/uncle/cousins live. i saw him briefly about a year after the accident, working in the mountaineering store in downtown aspen. just a glimpse, but it was definitely him.

the connection from that moment, being in aspen that summer, and from hearing the story on the news the year before, all piqued my interest. local folklore!

in the book, there are gorgeous color pictures of mount sopris (the view from my aunt's house), and the maroon bells. plus he tells about hikes, climbs, bike rides, places that i've been to/near/done. i can't help but be intrigued -- it's not really my life, but its a life i intersect with time and again because of my family.

but, this part (all in the beginning) also detracted from the story at hand. overall, the book is a bit slow to start. i suggest skipping some of it, if you don't have the patience to read someone else's hiking stories and near-brushes with death, particularly if you don't know the terrain he's talking about. it's not the "wild west travel guide" portion of the book that makes it a worthwhile read.

it's not even just the story about severing a body part that makes it worthwhile. more, it's the idea of being reborn... of having the strength, will, tenacity, and clarity of mind to focus on nothing but surviving... i mean, how do our brains DO that!? it's a story about recognizing your faults, prioritizing your life, about doing away with something that you think you need, but in the end doesn't mean as much to you as your life does -- or seeing your family and friends again.

would i have reacted the same way, if presented with the same situation???

aron does a great job with the imagery that he paints of his situation - not necessarily gory details of the amputation (they aren't that gory), but of the mental and emotional struggles that he goes through. the fear, the fascination, the uncertainty... to read about his physical and mental deterioration as it comes and goes in waves is remarkable... the mental journeys he takes himself on in the last days... the periods of anger, rationality, grief, even humor and optimism that he experiences from the moment the boulder falls until today... entrancing.

i won't lie -- there are some details not for the weak stomached (sorry cyn, freddy, conor). but they only make you think and question things otherwise unknown. like, what do our limbs look and feel like, internally? how does the body function in adverse conditions, when we push it to the extreme levels of its capacity? what does it take to keep our heart pumping and our lungs breathing in the absence of all the ammentities we've come to take for granted?

and finally, i can't help but question: how the hell is aron so coherent through it all? i mean, i know his memory isn't perfect, so his book may make the situation seem more controlled than it actually was (or felt) at the time -- but his details about the event as it unfolds are crystal clear.

he was trapped for 6 days, lost 40 lbs, and a 1.5 liters of blood. and not only was he still functioning, but he was alert, in control, and calm. completely fascinating.

friday night lights

i watched that movie last night: friday night lights

highly recommended.

i say this, too, as a mild-to-not-at-all football fan. when it comes to this sport, i'm seasonal: i only tolerate the big games, usually because there is guacamole and beer involved.

growing up in florida taught me to hate football because people were so obsessed about it that i felt it ruined their lives. i think one reason why this movie was so fascinating to me was that i finally saw a town that was orders of magnitude worse than my homestate. but that's also very depressing to see. particularly when you can see the damage that such mentality can cause to people, their lives, and their perceived happiness.

but also, it was just fucking good. it has you sitting on the edge of your seat for the last 2/3rds of the movie.

billy bob thorton is this stoic masterpiece of non-emotional emotion.

and OWWWW the pain of that poor running back!

ok i'll stop now because i don't want to give anything away.
go rent.

Thursday, January 20

a horse is not just a horse of course

this was the best internet-forwarded movie i've watched online in weeks. you absolutely MUST check it out:

Patches the Horse

cheeseburgers, cars, phones, beds, beer, tv, ohmy!

wait for it

what a waste of a morning - tried (ok, failed) to get in early today because i was supposed to conduct an interview at 10 am for a new hire. but, arrived at 9:55 only to find that we're a good 1/2 hour behind schedule anyways. no, i take that back -- interviewer numero 2 is in there now, and also running behind. so now we're a good hour late. i hate interviewing. maybe i'll take 15 minutes. the kid is probably smoking out his ears by now.

anyways, i don't want to start any projects yet because i'll have to stop them as soon as i do & i like to be focused from start to finish whenever possible. so i'm sort of in work-limbo-hell.

personal emails: done!
web surfing: done!
emergency-work-related fires to put out: done!
stupid logistical work tasks: done!
coffee: almost done!
blog posting: almost done!
making fun of chris's picture for his new blog: done!
(is he eating cereal? or a glowing ball of kryptonite? or about to snort a spoonful of crack? or shove whip cream up his nose? anyone? anyone? beuller? anyone?)

Monday, January 17

bling bling

i promised my cousin amber i'd blog about good food that i consume. since i'm not eating out much these days (trying to save money for europe, and two other wedding adventures), i don't have much to report. BUT, i can tell you about an awesome three-course meal that conor made for me and my cousin sage (and her husband, doug) on friday night. it was awesomely wonderful, but i'm sorry i'm terrible when it comes to writing about food, because i don't do it justice.

course 1. belini's with truffle creme fraiche and caviar. champagne to drink.
course 2. mixed greens salad with meyer lemon vinegarette. white wine (can't remember what kind - sage & doug brought it, from their friend's vineyard)
course 3. pearl pasta with crab. lobster tail topped with vanilla milk foam, drizzled with aged balsamic. reisling to drink.

mmm.



sunday, sage and i went to sonoma for the bachelorette extravaganza of one of my childhood friends . the day started with a limo ride over the golden gate bridge and up north to wine country. we drank mimosas and chatted it up until we arrived at wine tasting numero uno. the day progressed with tastings at about 6 or 7 different wineries, lunch at the cheese shop in downtown sonoma, and limo-dance-party during the ride home, after we all gave her naughty gifts, of course.

one of the funniest things during the day, however, was when we bought $0.85 bling (big fake-diamond rings) for all of us to wear - some poor soul on the street thought that one girl's was ring real. ha!

and the pat's won their game yesterday, which was a sweet victory to add to an already sweet day.

days 3 & 4: sugar-free

done and done! what a long friggin' week.

two pats on my back. pat pat.
now, bring it, sugar pie honey bunch!

Wednesday, January 12

day 2: a sugar-free ending

i persevered, despite all odds.
... taunting chocolate
... invitations to get afternoon coffee
... the giant rice krispy treats making catcalls from the sandwich shop

everyone keeps asking me what the goal or reasoning is for this sugar-hiatus. i don't really know. it's just a test to see if i can do it. i've never kept myself from eating anything in my life ('cept meat since i don't like it)(and nevermind all those lightweight rowing years, that was different). i don't expect this to have any affect on my physical stature, emotional sanity (or lack thereof) or my happiness. it's just, well, like i said. a test.

so i'm sorry if all my rambling about it bores you people. but it's my blog, so i can write if i want to (anyone get that little reference?).

and when you look deep down, sometimes i just have to make up fun projects so i don't get bored at work all the time.

tee hee.

why chris is evil.

he brought over a bowl of sugar and five pieces of chocolate and placed them on my desk today.

day 2: sugar-free

uh oh. sugar craving number 1 has just hit.
and to think, the morning started out so great!

maybe I just need lunch, not chocolate?
afterall, it is 12:30...

huh.
interestin'.

Tuesday, January 11

chris' "BIG NEWS"

i'm waiting to see if there is an actual demand for this "news" before i break chris' heart and post it first.

just keep in mind that i'll be the ULTIMATE WINNER in our perpetual blog-off the moment i post his news, so this is taking a lot for me to hold back...

ULTIMATE WINNER is a glorious title, indeed, yes, it is.

but, i have to ask - is it worth the sad face at work? the pathetic sobs that i hear coming from his cubicle already?... the moping around? the bitterness i'll so surely be the target of? well, lets just say, probably.

but that's still to be determined...

day 1: sugar-free

I DID IT!

tall latte: no sugar, and a bagel
cheese quesadilla for lunch.
water all day long
no afternoon snack

and i'm about to go home!

day 1: CONQUERED

this is gonna be a snap!

Monday, January 10

pour some sugah on me

last night i said:
"this week, i'm not allowed to eat sugar in the mornings! or at work!"

it was going to be a test of will.

that was, until conor came home with a lemon tart for me. they have an award-winning pastry chef at farallon, so there was no WAY i was turning this sweet gift away.

mmm.
and it made a fantastic breakfast.

however, i opted for much less sugar in the coffee to counteract this tasty goodness.

and then... 3:30 at the office hit. my coworker plops down at his desk after a trip to the kitchen, and states...

"there's a ton of great chocolate in the kitchen for the taking! mmm, i think i got a chocolate-covered oreo!"

why must the devil tempt me like so? he knows my knees turn weak at the thought of this delectable delight.

sigh.

maybe i'll instate my rule tomorrow?

the thing is, i really want to see if i can go for a full week, sugar-free. it's very very VERY doubtful i'll make it... anyone who knows me knows that i love the white powdery stuff (no chris, not THAT kind of white powdery stuff). so, this will truly be a test of will. perhaps the biggest test of will in my life, to date.

tomorrow: day 1: sugar-free. stay tuned.

Thursday, January 6

pedometer schmemometer: 6:20pm

mileage: 1.44
steps: 5,061

leaving work now. add at least .4 for the walk home... at which point i'm going running, so add at least 3 more. maybe at that point, i'll feel less lame for my work-immobility. sigh.

pedometer schmemometer: 3:36pm

mileage: 1.37
steps: 4,826

pacing at a good 2 miles for the day... pretty pathetic... no wonder i need to go to the gym so often.

pedometer schmemometer

i stole conor's pedometer today to measure how much i walk during a given work-day. so far, my walk to the train, to coffee, and to my office has been about .43 miles! that's 1,516 steps!

more updates to come.

living off the wall

i love michael jackson in the mornings.

so this week has been the epitome of why i hate riding the train to work and why i can't wait until daylights savings comes around again so i can hop back on my bike commute routine.

monday: power failure on the above ground N-Judah lines. wait time for next train? > 20 minutes.

tuesday: what is that i see chugging along the N-Judah line?... why, it's! a J-Church! waitaminute... that's not gonna take me to work! who invited THAT guy!?

wednesday: starts smooth. until we pull up outta the buena vista tunnel... where about 6 (or more) trains are sitting like ducks in a row along duboce park, waiting to go underground. sheesh.

someday, i hope to get to work on time again.

maybe i should start being cool like chris and waking up at 5am to work out. shyeah right.

Tuesday, January 4

catch up ketchup catsup

happy 2005 & holidays & hump days (uh, tomorrow)... i hope everyone has safely returned from their far-off lands, and have settled back into the hum and the drum of life.

quick recap on my two week sabatical from this blog:

1. went to FLA to visit the fam & had a great time (despite chilly weather and a broken dishwasher). even squeezed a quick trip to naples in there, to see cousins and grandma. it was weird driving through all the hurricane damage... that seems so long ago, yet clearly the impact is still being felt, very strongly.

2. i'm quite glad to be back in SF now (where the people are liberal and the restaurants aren't chains). guess you can say it's grown on me.

3. i made it back just in time to spend new year's eve with a few of my friends. we had an crazy night of board games and champagne. for the record, i'm the reigning scrabble champion in my office right now. i have officially beat the copy writer (ahem, chris) and now one of the engineers. that's two notches on my belt and more to come.

4. my little bro had some exciting news - he's gettin' hitched!

5. i officially started the "Teasing Of My Sisters" ritual which i've been holding back all year long... since it is now 2005, the floodgates have opened (they turn 30 in just a few short months!). let the fun begin!

6. i got a game boy advance for christmas which i love love love love love.

7. my bro and i cleaned out my parents' garage as our gift for my dad. it was a long, scary, and strangely fulfilling event. it looks great now, and i can stop worrying about them tripping over junk and killing themselves, when they have to do laundry.

8. conor and i purchased a 230gb external hard drive for my computer! we are going to fill its belly up with music for our ipods. it will take us about a month to rip all the cd's he owns, given our current rate of ~7 cd's a day. very very exciting!

9. did i tell you my brother is engaged!?

10. i now own my very first cashmere sweater.

11. aaron neville has been put back on the shelf for yet another year...