Showing posts with label inspirational strangers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspirational strangers. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Crowd-Surfing - Adding to THE LIST

Passion Pit concert tonight – it was pretty rave (that’s a new word I’m trying out, to replace “sick” because.. no reason). Surprisingly, I knew more than their one famous song Sleepyhead, and that’s not including their rendition of some random 90s song.

So halfway through the show, we see a girl crowd-surfing. And as usual, she gets tossed around for a while before she eventually ends up surfing face-down and everyone’s touching her goods. I mean, I guess that’s mildy better than in Mean Girls, when Dumb Chick #1 jumps into the crowd, and Dumb Chick #2 is the only one trying to catch her, and they both splat.

Not this kind of crowd-surfing, but hey, look - Tufts has school spirit!

Regardless, I’d like to get the guts to crowd-surf. How cool would it be to literally be at the hands of strangers, and have zero control over where you’re headed, all while jamming to your favorite band? I can see it now – the crowd will pass me straight up to the stage. I tell Rihanna, “Girlfriend, I can take it from here,” and Eminem and I perform Love the Way You Lie together.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Open Water Swimming - Adding to THE LIST

Yay for post number one!

I went swimming and made a friend. I’ll call him Earl. Earl was wearing a true blue speedo, lime green swim cap, and sky blue goggles. So what? Later, I realized why he looked so familiar - he resembled a world map circa 2050. Tiny blue suit for the bit of surviving ocean, lime green radioactive mold, even white hair where the last remaining glaciers are melting and browned skin for the landfills. A true worldly man.

Anyway, whether he was trying out a new halloween costume or not, Earl competes in open water races.

According to Wikipedia…

"Open water swimming takes place in outdoor bodies of water such as open oceans, bays, lakes, rivers, canals, reservoirs, etc."

…just in case that needed clarification. Like maybe you thought it was a game of human bait and circling sharks. Last one still treading water (not floating because that means you’re dead) wins.

Since it’s been established that open water swimming ideally does not involve large-fanged predators, I’ve added, “Compete in an open-water swim race” to THE LIST.

In other matters, I wonder what color Earl’s wetsuit is.