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What’re we even doin’ here? What’s the point of it all? Does it need a point? A lot of good things are pointless. I got lil red dodgeball yesterday to help me with physical therapy. Rolling my hand across the ball on a desk is reawakening my wrist movement. The ball has no points but is still very useful.
I just watched the sequel to Happy Gilmore. I think it came out yesterday. It was fairly pointless. Idk what you’re supposed to do with that tho. Rehashing all the old jokes but less funny the second time around. I’m sure golfers will appreciate it but isn’t golf just about the dumbest thing ever? I am not a fan. I tried it once and thought, “yeah I can see the appeal but it’s so dumb. So pointless. That doesn’t stop people from loving it though.
When I officiated my friend’s wedding a couple years ago I made an analogy that love and marriage are a lot like skating. It’s hard. Sometimes it hurts. It takes practice. It can get sweaty. And ultimately it’s worth the pain. Something along those lines, you get the point.
Afterwards the bride’s father complimented my analogy but told me he “woulda used golf.”
Fuckin’ golf.
People that I know and love, love golf. Do I love them less? No. Do I trust their judgement less? Hmmmmm.
Like I’m a stellar example of good judgement. I’m no expert but I play one on Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater as Elissa Steamer on the N64. We have it set up at the studio but I haven’t been able to unlock her video yet. I got 3rd in the Roswell competition and before rollin the credits I was shown a screen that said, “Real pros get all firsts.” Damn, Tony. A lil harsh but fair I guess. If I wanna see Elissa Steamers THPS video I could probably find it on YouTube but what would be the point?! Is there any point? Does there need to be?
I worked this morning and even woke up without an alarm and enough time to do some stretches and write a bit. Did I tho? No. Of course not. I think all I did was make some coffee, spank the willy and clock in late. I thought I was early but I guess they changed my schedule. Ope!
I may not be the most punctual employee but I’m a good worker when I get goin. Go ahead, ask around. Does Adam work hard? Yes. Does Adam show up on time? Usually?
Hey but I made it here. I went to work. I practiced with Petty/Cash, watched a movie and I think now I’m going to a meeting. A meeting, you ask? Why? Where? With whom? At this hour?
I think I’ll attend an AA meeting with my homie A—. (i’m keeping them anonymous like the club says though I’m sure they would hardly care if I mentioned their name.)
So anyway this pro skater friend of mine from the Boston area who has a very specific color aesthetic has invited me to a meeting in the past but I’ve been hesitant. Truthfully I’m still hesitant but he’s moving next week and I reckon this could be a positive memory for us. Him getting me to a meeting would be pretty damn impressive considering I fuckin’ hate them. Ha! That’s not enough anymore though cuz I also hate some of my behaviors. I haven’t had a drink in frickin, I don’t know 7 years? Weed is mostly what i’m sick of these days but a meeting is a meeting. Support is support.
Will it be awkward? Certainly. Will I feel silly? Definitely. I’m gonna go ahead and embrace the discomfort though cuz I actually believe that discomfort is the path to growth and I’ve been a bit stagnant for too long.
Do I think there’s a point to going to an AA meeting when you’ve not drank for the better half of a decade? No, not really but lucky for me, I happen to like pointless things.
Peace and Loaf
