Wednesday, December 08, 2010

Further support for a Tillerfolk trip to the Aloha State




Joe had actually begun the volley with the flag of our 50th state, so this could be considered a bit redundant. However, there was something about Joe's presentation of the flag that I thought might distract Tillerman from the Hawaiian homage to the Union Jack which Joe was clearly trying to emphasize.

I can't imagine any other reason Joe would have chosen the flag as his opening image, but I am nevertheless taking the liberty of reiterating the point I am sure he was trying to convey.

;D

11 comments:

Joe said...

Distraction, whatever could you mean?

keep up the good work, maybe we'll get hired by the Hawaiian tourist board.

bonnie said...

Oh, I dunno. My concerns are doubtless unwarranted, right?

More in the pipeline!

Mojo said...

If you go to Hawaii, Tillerman, leave the laser behind (literally and mentally) and jump into the State sport, outrigger canoe racing... big, blue ocean surf

Of course, you may have to stay the whole winter to master the paddling and get in proper shape... damn.

bonnie said...

Yeah, whole winter in Paradise, shucky darn...

:D

Tillerman's retired. He could do it.

bonnie said...

ps - Mojo, to this day I wonder how it would've worked out if I'd actually managed to join my high school's outrigger team. My entire high school athletic career was spent struggling with trying to be a runner like my sister. I sucked and was constantly hurting myself.

Paddling was an intense sport - but I grew up to discover - in my 30's - that I love paddling and I am GOOD at paddling.

I think back to that outrigger meeting I attended. I was somehow intrigued by the idea. Turned out I was too young, they didn't have J.V. paddling, and by the time I was old enough I was well wrapped up in marching band & track.

Still wonder if starting into paddling in high school would've been a good thing, or a bad thing.

I wasn't that coordinated & I wasn't that strong. Developing my paddling skills as an adult has allowed me to build up at my own speed.

If I'd started in high school, I really wonder if I would have done as well - or if it would've been too much for me at that age and I would've ended up never wanting to pick up a paddle again.

Mojo said...

Funny how those woulda/coulda/shoulda thoughts can linger in the back of your mind. I was a competitive swimmer from childhood through HS. In my junior year we also started the water polo team. While we were state champions in swimming, none of us (including our coach) knew anything about water polo when we began-- but we loved it anyway! (That was then; the team has been the top HS in the East for many years now.) If I had a do-over, I would rather have played water polo for all those years instead of just swimming for countless thousands of yards. That opportunity didn't exist in CT at the time, but had I grown up in California, like my nephew (an amazingly good college player now), it might well have been!

No looking back, though. I played in college and now in masters life. To your point, there is merit (and great satisfaction) in developing skill at something methodically over a lifetime of practice and refinement.

... I can think of other, ah, activities, in which such experience and development has value as well. :-)

bonnie said...

hee hee...

been looking at Joe's flag over there, have we? ;D

Mojo said...

Oh, I hadn't noticed, is there something interesting there? (... wife standing nearby)

bonnie said...

oh, not really, just a flag and a few little scraps of lycra.

Mojo said...

Sometimes the interstices are the most interesting parts.

Take astronomers, for example; they can gaze for hours on end at a heavenly body.

bonnie said...

;)