I Wish I Had a Photo. Even Better, a Video.

I went climbing today at the climbing gym and I was bouldering (which means climbing but on routes that aren't so tall, so I don't need a partner or a rope or a harness). Anyway, I was watching someone do a route, basically lusting after their skill, since they were doing a route that I can't even do, but they were doing it without legs. No legs. Basically doing pull-ups up the wall. It was beautiful.

Anyway, I was drooling, when all of a sudden I was on the ground. Laying there. With someone next to me, sort of on me, in a pile, really.

Turns out, this guy had started climbing near me, and ended up right behind me but sort of above me and I hadn't noticed. He didn't say anything, and evidently he was about to when he suddenly fell off. The wall. Onto my head.

I've never had someone fall from above onto me. It was really painless, surprisingly, but I felt a bit like the biggest lame-o of all time.

So anyway, that was my day. Someone fell on me. Then I biked home, in the rain. Ah, life.

No car. Lots of walking.

These Shoes Were Made For

Lots and lots and lots of walking. Because I just sold my car. I am carless. I feel like I sold my child. And I feel oddly vulnerable. This is such a weird experience.

Cont.

Phase 2. A large empty hole outside my office window.

It's Snowing...Somewhere...

This is where I sat and wrote you your letter, Peej!Above: the trail leads to my favorite beach, north of Santa Cruz a few miles and it is so beautiful.It's true, I actually had a photo shoot, for no good reason whatsoever. It was satisfying and embarrassing all at the same time (just so you know, there was no one else on the beach - i am not that lame, ok?), and now I'd like to share my embarrassment with all three of you who read this. I know you will all still love me, despite my now not-so-hidden narcissism. This nostril photo above is for my mother, who has always said I have lovely nostrils. There's nothing like a mom when you need a nostril compliment.

Lots and lots of Seagulls, probably plotting to take over the world.

When I walked onto the beach it was seriously out of that movie, The Birds.