“Some lose all mind and become soul, insane.
Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted.”
― Charles Bukowski
Sorry for the delay in writing this blog. I'm currently having difficulty getting my site to appear on Google. If you type my URL there, an "Error 404" may still pop up. I've spent all evening trying to resolve this. Luckily, I'm still able to write using other search engines. Hopefully, the issue gets resolved soon.
Anyway, today is my birthday! I have officially turned 51. I was trying to come up with an interesting title. I thought about "5150", since I'm a rock guitar player and a fan of Van Halen. Then I thought about "Area 51", since I love sci-fi (e.g., X-Files, Star Trek, The Twilight Zone, etc.). Finally, I just said, "Fuck it! Let's have both." So, 5150 represents rock music and Area 51 is that highly classified USAF facility, that is a hard place to access. Couldn't decide between them. Hence, the idiom. Get it?
I did have fun today, despite the URL hiccup. It's one of life's curveballs that we roll with. My motto when shit happens is: "Seriously?...Of course." They come in Divine timing, for reasons that we sometimes can't fathom at the moment; if at all. Whether we like it or not, they present themselves to make us better.
So, yesterday I went to the beach on a clear sunny day to meditate and exercise. One of the things I did was Shavasana ("Corpse Pose") directly on the sand near the shoreline, secluded away from passer byers. It was one of the most blissful experiences I ever had. It would be the last time, for the rest of my life, that I'd be at the beach as a 50-year-old man. Tomorrow, it will be the first time in my entire life that I set foot onto the beach as a young man of 51.
Today, I cleaned my turtle's tank. I proclaimed today is her birthday as well. My mom had rescued her (on a rainy day from falling to her doom on the edge of a sidewalk drain) when she could fit in the palm of my mom's tiny hand. Because of this little one's surprising agility and quick wit, mommy named her "Speedie". When asked how old Speedie was a couple of years back, my mom immediately said, "22." That makes it easy, because the suffix of this year and the age of the amphibian are both 24.
After cleaning the tank, I went to get my first Michelada ever. I had it with the Camarones Costa Azul (Blue Coast Shrimp). It was some of the best Mexican food I've had in a while. Wait, I did have an amazing Mojarra Frita at a different place a couple of weeks back lol. Still, when you compare it to a year or even an entire lifetime, it sure has been a while. It truly is a matter of perception. After that, since it was such a nice clear sunny day, I walked around for a bit and picked up a couple of avocados and kiwis before heading home.
It was a good birthday. I'm grateful for all the birthday wishes from those that remembered. Muchas gracias! Disfruta tu fin de semana, Todos!
AMOR FATI
Thank you and good night.
P.S. I share the same birthday with the late Jimmy Kim (1988 Olympic Gold Medalist - Taekwondo - Men's Heavyweight). We also went to the same school (Cal). I'm honored to have met such a kind and wonderful human being. Rest in Power...