Fishing for Dreams

Mercury retrograde is all about things from the past coming back. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Last night was good. One of the things I have been interested in the past was armouring and metalcraft. I have tools, supplies and a bit of experience. It’s just been one of those I never found time to commit to. When my friend Chris had to move his armouring shop, I was happy to offer up the spare workshop space we had available. We had originally set it aside to be a fiber arts studio, but it was just too cold, and we moved it to a warmer area. Which suits me, I think every living room should have a full-sized floor loom in it. …So now our house moves into full zombie-survival mode. The world starts to fall apart, we can start clothing, feeding, arming and armouring an army. You guys can worry…

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Jogo de Esgrima

I’ve fought in a lot a of tournaments. Not nearly as many as some, but I wouldn’t be even slightly surprised to learn if the number was close to a hundred competitions. The smallest was four competitors, but was really more of a joke than a tournament. I kinda won that one, but conceded the win to a friend. The biggest was well over a hundred competitors. The most fights I’ve ever had in one tournament was somewhere around seventy, and I know at least one person recorded over a hundred wins in that one. The longest I’ve ever fought was when I arrived just in time for the finals of a tournament, after a lengthy delay at the border. I had told a friend with cancer I would fight in her name, since she was too sick to compete. I was so angry at myself for letting her down…

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From the ground up: Marketing basics

Between a dinner that wound up being more work than I thought, and finally getting to put in some work on an overdue writing project, I never got around to hunting down more locations last night. …And maybe a smidge of getting caught up in the US election results had something to do with that. Leftovers tonight, so I might be able to make up for that. Wednesday sure has come up fast this week. The part time job seems to be hitting the christmas buying rush a week early, and things are a bit swamped. I’ll be doing full time starting next week, until the rush ends. It kind of sucks, but it’s a good busy job with great people. If I wasn’t committed to my writing, I’d love being there full time. C’est la vie. In any case, my list of non-writing projects is just about to crest…

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From the ground up: Building a new martial arts school

Starting over is scary. Experience doesn’t really make it easier. In the past I’ve always relied on the help of others to get me through the tough stuff, or even to do the things I didn’t want to do. This time I have to do it all myself. I don’t have to if I don’t want to. I know I could ask for help and get it…and I probably will be asking later…but sometimes you have to do things for yourself. Picking up the phone and making calls for myself will make me a better person. …Assuming I don’t procrastinate til summer. Which I’m likely to do. Failure is scary. Being intimate with it makes it even scarier, and makes it really damned hard to stick your head up again and take another chance. Moving on doesn’t mean forgetting about the past, it means viewing the past differently. Memories collect…

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Enough is Enough

  Back on the chain gang, get back on the horse, etc. I love teaching one-on-one, working with people to get them to that next level…but I have to admit I am happiest yelling at a group of people. I like trying to be fitter, faster, stronger and better than an entire class of people, and I love failing because I made those people fitter, faster, stronger, and better than anyone they will ever meet. So it’s time for me to start teaching regular classes again. Time to get together old and new students and make something awesome. I’ve been hesitant to do this, and thrown up a lot of roadblocks for myself. It’s hard to face up to all your previous failures, and man up to all the reasons. It’s a good exercise for the ego. It’s healthy to see all the things your did wrong, and to acknowledge…

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Raining teeth

Some Saturday mornings are just the best. Heavy rain outside, but I’ve got my bathrobe, hot coffee, and Courtney is curled up on the couch playing games on her phone. Lacking a TV, we depend on ourselves and the things we do for entertainment. Instead of going out today, we are staying home. This means I’ll be catching up on a lot of writing. We’ll be making a variety of gluten and dairy free snacks to try out some recipes for an upcoming booklet of Courtney’s. I’ll try to squeeze in some guitar time, maybe some old-school gaming…so much to do. I try to never schedule workout time for myself. If I miss it, I will just feel bad. And I don’t think it’s really necessary. Workouts are just replacements for constant movement. I’m just gonna move a lot today. Since I’m also going to be sitting for big chunks of…

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