Click images for desktop size: "Wolf Crossing Stream" by Daniel J Cox In karate, particularly shotokan karate, you practice a single move at last 1,000 times in succession. The theory is that you grow fatigued and in that fatigue the non-essential muscles that work the hardest in a punch or a kick will exhaust themselves to the point where your doing the move effortlessly, which is the goal. New insights also say that this metabolic style of working out also increase and trains the nerves forcing them to adapt and react more quickly.
1,000 times to the point of exhaustion and then practice a different move 1,000 times.
For most of my life people have assumed I'm an existentialist. I think they mean it in the Camus and Sartre mode, if so I am certainly not. Camus was at least a decent writer but Sartre, I always figured he was good with a certain type of woman.
I'm too stoic to be that sort of existentialist.
I'm also too enamored of humanity to be a Keirkengarden style Existentialist.
Really I think its a lot of fuss about nothing and all I really am is a decent friend.
Running on nerves and illness this week, just preparing for the big day.
I'm also spending a lot of energy trying to help find a home for the dog who has been squatting here.
He's welcome but its painful to watch because he'd be so much happier in his own home.
Funny, in a woman or a man the overwhelming need to love some one is undesirable, and when you're the misjudged target it is annoying and often frightening. But in a dog, well, some say, not me, that it is their greatest feature - the overwhelming need to love someone.
I like dogs. I like that they don't have conditions and don't fault you for being inconsistent.
I like dogs.
I have to ride the bus to work and then home, both ways in the dark. I get to see some Christmas decorations and I like that. I like the cheap and cheesy with equal fondness for the classy and over priced.
Christmas decorations always stir up a plethora of memories, most intensely personal. One of the oddest ones is they always bring at least a flash of Elvis Presley. And the thought process always leads to the fact that Elvis earned something like $60 million in his lifetime but when he expired he only had about 200,000 in cash - no huge stock portfolio, no secret Swiss accounts or blocks of slum apartments. (It was Priscilla who masterminded the Graceland/Elvis mega empire after he died.) I like that and all that it implies about the man.

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