My celebrity alter-ego

Bessey Higgenbottom

Always working on something weird and pretty much oblivious to the
shared reality

Eliot

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FinChasers Marketing

Someday, I need to donate a boat of mine to LakeO for homecoming week or whatever. Let them spray it up with Anti-Pacer stuff and wack away at it with sledge hammers like we used to do to an old car every year.

The problem is that I don't think they could get through an FC hull. We'll even rent a back-ho to drop a huge rock on the boat, or lift up the boat and drop it on the rock. (Check out this great video from Lavro who makes the second best hull to mine and gets very little credit in the industry for it.)

So we also have another company's composite hull driftboat on a trailer around behind the high-school that has been sprayed up by Seniors in the "Young Entreprenuers Club" in the same anti-Pacer way, but instructing them to leave enough of the "CLA..K..CR..FT" or "H..DE" name. Let them bash that all up. Capturing it on video.

A few Noahs

I would not put it past my God to have spoken to a few guys before
the flood. The stories that end up finishing in another part of the
world may beer away from my God, but I wouldn't put it past him to
have tried.

Eliot

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The art of Turin

I believe the shroud is perfect art from a genius mind. Even the
long fingers and disproportianate height make perfect sense to me.
Imagine the coloration of the shroud being caused by the brilliant
white-hot light of the risen Lord discoloring the fabric as his "body"
is restored to it's now supremely enlightened state. And the body
moving in an instantaneous but angelically slow in regal motion. The
forefinger seperating from the others first and them the middle finger
following it. Dragging across the fabric and removing it from the
other fingers in subsequent sequence and creating the appearance of
disproportion.
Imagine both legs lifting simultaneously from mostly bending at the
hip. The feet experience the same excess duration of contact as the
body emerges from the cloth and by this time the hands and arms have
removed the top half of cloth from contact with the front of the body.

DaVinci was a step ahead of todays investigators. Smart dude

Eliot

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Teachers rule.

My wife, her mom and my step-dad are like my favorite people in the world and they deal with weird mini-adult wannabes all day. They rule and I couldn't deal. We used to do middle-school trips to Europe as "chaperones" cuz Lisa (my wife not step-dad) is bestest friends with the french teacher. Free rides to a dozen countries with accommodation and meals comped and it was barely worth it. Weird when they are as big as me and act like American middle-schoolers... what was I thinking?

I pretty much came home after the Tetons and set up base camp here in Oregon. I fished really hard for the next couple years while still calling myself a student if I needed to. taken a few trips to Alaska, Belize, Australia, but been playing in Idaho and Oregon and feeling like there is so much to explore right here still.

Avery is 7 now. Regan is 4 - (pr. "Reagan" like the pres). Awesomest little girls I could ever have. They are teaching me to play with dolls and that only a gruff voice is needed in some conflicts. All three make me better as a real person everyday instead of some guy who could just live out of his truck and be "left the hell alone" with a smile.

We do a family camp event every year or so. My wife's idea of camping is room service. And with them it's my idea as well... so I'm not fishing as much I used too. But how can a guy keep up with 300+ days a year on the river and pay a mortgage?
... but they all dig that dad goes out and gets dirty and sleeps on logging roads for a weekend every other month or so.

I'm so lucky I actually have the perpetual feeling that I might win the lottery someday.

Howard Hughes and hubbing McCall

I'm watching a bio on Hughes and realize that the missing piece of the
empire in mccall is a small fast jet fleet airline and a car rental
company. Beautiful new composite jets with the latest in quiet and
fast turbine technology flying to Spokane, Seattle, pdx, as well as
the Colorado mountain towns and southern Canada. And really nice SUVs
and convertibles in the rental fleet. The rental company is in all the
small mountain towns that the fleet services.

Short little two-hour layovers in mccall coupled with a really nice
shuttle to downtown which is part of the rental company and advertises
the rental company in vail at their destination... And also showing
more people how quaint and wonderful mccall is for the future
destination spot and probably bringing the town a bit of cash in the
short term by selling a burger at "my fathers place".

Eliot

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The Neverending Story

Maybe the eyes miss deliberately as long as the wanderer believes his
own heart is pure and knows it for real.

Eliot

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The degoba system

It's mostly at our worse point when we really are inspired to do what
we are supposed to do. When Luke had freed himself from the cave of
the ice monster and was wandering around a snowstorm was when Obi-wan
told him to go the degoba system to get real intensive Jedi training.

In a euphoric state of hypothermia Kenobi's spiritualized hologram
speaks to him. Maybe that's when we listen best to the voice of our
Creator.
Eliot

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Things like this

It"s things like this that are the subtle keys to fatherhood. The actions taken by the dad that enable the healing and growing of the greater good... the entire family structure.

Playing catch with your kids. So cliche. No one but actors with a Tim Robbins smile are actually caught in the act of doing this. Most dads have though, at least on one occasion. Don't get all high-and-mighty, Even I, the father of two girls, have gone through this act; not because I'm super-rad, I am compelled to do so once every year or so. I like to crouch down and give them that same big target-of-a-mitt, time and again, to perfect a throw... just like a catcher.

However, the key is to make it a challenge on some level to myself. I use a catcher's mitt on my right hand which makes me learn some finesse while throwing with the off-hand.

But, you see. there are no left-handed catchers, therefore no right-handed mitts. They are as rare as an EMT dispatch call without "vomitous".

Think about it: A player with a right-handed catcher's mitt throw's with their left hand (the quick throw to second base is the most common). But the majority of batters will be standing right in front of that throw. So there are no left-handed catcher's, therefore the catcher's mitt for the right hand is pretty much non-existent.

But I have one. It's a Rawlings from "the sixties" I guess. My dad gave it to me about 15 years ago and he had it when he was a kid or something. Anyway, I gave it some Langlitz leather conditioner tonight for its first "drink" in half-a-millenium. Man it looks good and "old-timey".

I should throw the ball with the kids more often.

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Every one of us is an actor to some degree. We have decided the roles, even when we feel we didn't approve the casting.

I think the the way to go though is in mastering the art of Directing so you don't inadvertently give that job up to someone else. It's your play for crying out loud.


Or is it God's?

It's supposed to be.



Maybe real mastery is when you have read the Director's notes thoroughly and have attempted to put yourself in His shoes to fully understand the authenticity of the scene.

Is He a Director of the ultimate improv?