THE MOTOR-SURFER

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Documenting life during the first attempt at restoring a vintage motorcycle.

Similar to the zen -like feeling that is realized through surfing,
motorcycle repair can elevate the mind to a meditative state that eludes time and space...
Meaning I obsess over it, get frustrated, yell, laugh at myself and overall waste a lot of time.

Wednesday

Hump Day

There is nothing worse than corporate lingo. The Mondays, Hump-day, Casual Friday, Bagel-Tuesdays, shooting rampage Thursdays... I guess I just loathe the thought of actually thinking about being at work or having to go to work, even while I'm at work. I like to pretend that it's just a dream... The suite & tie become my pajamas (yes, I said pajamas), the quart of coffee is my nightcap, the morning news (that I spend the first half hour of work reading) is a tranquil bed-time story... I slip comfortably into my upright seated bed and fall into a deep peaceful sleep as my body continues to punch away at the keyboard. So happy hump-day, I guess it could be worse... You could be caught in the lip, getting thrown over the falls on a 40-foot monster of a wave right after you blew the take off, like Greg Long here at Jaws... (click to see the video)

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