Tuesday, September 30, 2008

One Day After the Crash


It is difficult to avoid writing about the stock market crash that took place yesterday. However, with the Dow dropping over 700 points in a single day this is going to effect everyone. Now, I am not what you would call a knowledge person when it comes to economy. Hell,anything that has to do with finances, stocks, money or even numbers gives me a headache. That being said, we are at the beginning of a historic event.

Like many people I spent yesterday in a stunned haze. Now, many people out there are going to have it much worse then me. Frankly I am young, unemployed, and have nothing to loose. So, why was I left with a bad taste in my mouth all day, and a feeling of anger building up in the pit of my stomach? Well maybe it is the people that I know around me that have lost so much, or stand to still loose. Maybe it's the fear that I may have to relieve the horror stories my grandparents told me as a child about The Great Depression. At any rate, this just sucks.

I spent the latter part of yesterday cleaning a catamaran on Oakland Estuary. When I get in a funk, manual labor and my Ipod always seems to cheer me up. When I finished cleaning the boat I grabbed a cold beer and sat up on the forward nets. As I watched the boats go up and down the estuary, it was difficult to worry about all these issues out of my control. I've always prided myself on being caught up with the news of the world, but I may just start to cut back. Right now, we may just need a little more time with the things that make us happy, and a little less time worrying about doom and gloom outside our control.

Monday, September 22, 2008

First Day of Fall


Sharp pain shot through my joints early this morning leaping me in to action. This weekend I decided to play Ultimate Frisbee, and thought I was Jerry Rice laying out for catches. Problem is, when cursed with flat feet, one's body has an odd way of distributing your weight. I am one of these lucky few to be blessed with this affliction.

Being as I was unable to return to sleep, I decided to go for a morning skate boarding session along the Alameda beach front. How lucky am I to be able to go for a nice morning skate wearing only a t-shirt and flip flops on the first day of Fall? Absolutely great to be out there shredding up the concrete.

My father, Gary, just returned from his trip to Catalina where he was off playing on a Corsair 750. Sure wish I could have gone with him, but had other things to attend to. Still can not believe I have never been out to Catalina. Anyways, I washed the 750 for him, and got her looking like new again. Maybe I'm a wierd bird, but I love washing boats. Listening to Podcast and washing a boat is sublime enjoyment in my eyes.

As I sit here, it is hard not to be thankful for a day like today. It is great that a day with such a painful start could end up being such a fulfilling experience. I mean, it really could have gone either way, and today seemed destined to be one of those days where nothing goes right. So, it feels good on this first day of Fall to push through, and get things started on the right foot, even if it's flat.