Friday, May 3, 2013

Dream 2012/5/1

Background: As you know, I was a member of the Tae Kwon Do club at uni. (Wow, has it really already been two years since I've entered the 'real world'?) At one sparring practice session I kicked this girl and she almost started crying. She'd been having a bad day, might have been around exam/paper time, stuff like that. Anyway, I remember feeling bad about it. I didn't boot her hard but I could have played defensive. It was obvious she wasn't focused. I could have waited for her to attack instead. I wanted to give her a hug but she hadn't risen beyond Acquaintance level and I wasn't sure how she'd take it. (I give good hugs, by the way.)
Instead of crying, she sat out and said, "I don't like sparring. I just want to practice forms and techniques."
I sat down beside her and pondered what to say for a moment.
"Which is harder: marble or granite?"
"...ummm....... gra-"
"This isn't a 50-50 type guess. I want a true answer."
".........I don't know."
"How would you find out?"
"Ask someone?"

*I turn and ask fellow members, D-girl and some guy*
"Is marble or granite harder?"
"So. That was helpful, huh. What now?"
"Ummm....Google it(?)"
 "No. You just have two slabs in front of you. That's it."
"Well...., people use granite to make huge buildings so that's probably harder. Marble's just for decoration, like sculptures and stuff."
"Speculation gets you nothing. You still don't *know* anything. How do you find out?"
"....Break them both, see which one's harder."
"Exactly. I think the same concept applies to us. You'll never really know your capabilities and limitations until you've applied force."

I stand up to go.
"You've heard the phrase: 'Tried and true'. Well, this is a trial."

Friday, January 4, 2013

A Warm and Fuzzy Dream

I was wrapped in a deliciously warm pile of blankets, basking in an envelope of warmth in a frigid room. Then D-girl appeared and sat on the edge of the bed. I gave her my spot and tucked her in, putting a pillow on top of the mound for extra shielding from the elements. Thereupon, a wave of what I can only describe as a "warm and fuzzy" sensation washed over me, relieving me of any regret for such foolishly gallant altruism.

I woke up for a moment then but a glance revealed it to be the ungodly hour of 5AM. Briefly, I considered immediately texting D-girl to tell her all about how nice I was but my phone was not within arm's reach. The prospect of leaving my cocoon of warmth dissuaded me of all those humble notions, as I doubted there would be any infusions of warm and fuzzy here.

You wanker, I can see you posted this at 5:40AM! "ungodly" indeed!

Yeah, well, I'm an atheist. XP