Month: August 2003

  • Native American 10 Commandments

    C
    ame upon this in a store while I was waiting for my new glasses. Is it really Native American? I don’t know. So sue me. That would really make it American.



    1. The Earth is our Mother; care for her.

    2. Honor all your relations.

    3. Open your heart and soul to the Great Spirit.

    4. All life is sacred; treat all beings with respect.

    5. Take from the Earth what is needed and nothing more.

    6. Do what needs to be done for the good of all.

    7. Give constant thanks to the Great Spirit for each new day.

    8. Speak the truth; but only of the good in others.

    9. Follow the rhythms of nature; rise and retire with the sun.

    10. Enjoy life’s journey, but leave no tracks.


  • Emeritus

    I
    love my sailing club, but I am so tired of running it. This year, I was somehow made Secretary again. After being Secretary, President, and then Treasurer in the last three years, and doing most of the work for all three positions ANYWAY, I didn’t want to do it anymore. But, somehow someone registered me as Secretary this year. And I’m not going to do it! I’m just not going to do it!

    I’m tired.

    I’m broke.

    And I’m not going to do it.

    I have my own boat now.

    The surest way to kill a sailing club is to make it more expensive to run it than to own your own boat. (I love my Banshee.)

    On a good note, I met a fellow female sailor today! Wow. Rare and wonderful.



    The Spike Africa


  • Knot Again!


    rope-bowlinej
    Bowline knot
    “The little rabbit comes out of the hole,
    goes around the tree,
    and back down the hole.”

    What did he do behind the tree?
    Maybe something to do with what’s down the hole.

     

  • Friends

    I
    ‘m doing it again. I’m feeding off other people’s posts! But, I think it’s a very important subject, and maybe even has some relevance to sailing.

    The last regatta I went to was a fun one, up in Lake Michigan. It was the first time our club members had sailed in real live functional Flying Juniors. Whoa!

    The first race, we came in dead last.

    I overheard one of the coaches for another team telling his students what the other teams were doing wrong. He pointed out that when the two sailors in the boat sit closest together, they work most efficiently. And, using binoculars of course, I realized he was right. The leading team moved as one, and they sat so close together and so far forward, they looked joined at the hip. Our team. . . well, Bob was sailing with his girlfriend’s best friend, so, I understand why they didn’t sit so close together, for reasons totally unrelated to sailing. But, perhaps that’s why they were dead last.



    In medical school, we learn that happily married people tend to be healthier than those in marriages with lots of conflict. And grieving widows and widowers tend to have more health problems. (Some relevant and irrelevant sources: 1, 2, 3, 4) This could be due to stress, because it has been shown that people under any kind of stress have decreased immunological function.

    Heck, just being in the hospital somehow raises your blood sugar. (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7)

    Friends are a great destressor. My concept of a friend is not just someone whom I party with, as I’m not really big on partying. I think a friend is someone who understands you, or at least tries to. A nice quote someone gave me once was, “A friend is someone who, when you make a fool of yourself, doesn’t think you’ve done a permanent job.”

    I also believe that quality is as important as quantity.

    Iolite is a naturally occurring bluish-purple polarizing crystal which the Vikings used to determine the exact position of the sun on hazy days. This allowed them to navigate the seas with more precision. They needed one for sailing, but not just any one. It had to be one that was clear and of good quality.



    Nance1 made a really nice commentary about friends.

    Are Internet “friends” real? The first Internet communities were BBS’s. The phenomenon of Internet communities was realized then, and became a subject of many dissertations. Then came MUDs (multi-user dungeons) which destroyed many college students’ academic futures, but allowed some to meet future employers, friends, and spouses. Some people spend most of their time on their computer, either for work, or for play. How many parents nowadays have had to help host a LAN party? How many people have broken up with someone via IM? How many people buy their textbooks on amazon.com because they don’t wanna hafta stand in line at the Union bookstore, and then walk home with twenty pounds of Nelson’s and Rudolph’s Pediatrics? (heh)

    But are the “friendships” formed over the Net real? Matt says MUDs are just “a game”. Sandinmyshoes *might* agree, since, if I read his posts correctly, all of life is a game which we play. Applying to medical residencies, it’s like a game. A role-playing game. Seriously it is. And you spend a lot of money on it too.

    Do we really know anyone on the Net? Matt says that you can’t really know someone unless you hear their voice or see their face. “There are intangibles that you miss,” he says. If he is correct, Helen Keller must have been hella lonely, since she must not have really had any friends.

    I disagree with Matt. I think there are certain “intangibles” that you do not see or hear. There are some things only conveyed through words.

    And looks can be deceiving. Carol Burnett’s a funny lady, and I miss her TV show. But has anyone ever seen her without makeup? Eek! Phone sex capitalizes on sexy voices, but how many people believe the sultry voice on the other end is the gorgeous model in the ad? Really?

    You only know what people want you to know. So, what’s the point in letting anyone know you?

    I love the movie “Before Sunrise“. Matt thinks it’s stupid, and watching it was sheer torture for him, so he didn’t. My favorite quote from this movie:


    “You know, I believe if there’s any kind of God, it wouldn’t be in any one of us. Not you. Not me. But just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know it’s almost impossible to succeed, but, who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.” — Celine (Julie Delpy), “Before Sunrise”



  • Oh, Knots!


    stopperknot
    Stopper knot
    (a.k.a. Figure 8 knot)
    Used to keep your sheets1 from flying
    out of your blocks2 and into the water.
    Also good to know if you rockclimb.

    Footnotes:
    1 – Sheets are also called lines. Sheets are the ropes tied to the ends of the sails in order to control them. Why sheets are ropes and not sails, I don’t know, since anyone with any normal grasp of English automatically thinks of sails when someone says “sheets.” If anyone can enlighten me, please feel free.

    2 – Blocks are pulleys. Pulleys are used to enhance control over your sheets. Why they don’t just call them pulleys, I don’t know. Again, I am willing to be enlightened, if some sage sailor wants to inform me.

  • Trailer Sailors, Untie (Your Bow Lines)!

    I
    am a big admirer of Shorty Pen. He has a love of pocket cruisers (and boat-building) that I, and many others, share. With his intense dedication to the promotion of pocket cruisers, he made a pretty comprehensive website that includes most (if not all) of the many types of pocket cruisers that are currently available (and many which are not readily available).

    Sailboat Pocket Cruiser Guide
    (complete with pictures of most of the models!)



    A Guppy (13′ pocket cruiser) for Sail by the Swansons
    Too cute! I drool!

  • Our Webcrawlers, Who Art On the Internet

    He’s so cute. I just love Oliver Platt.

    Oliver Platt in movies! Sailing movies! Oliver Platt in sailing movies! Yeah! Sailing! Sailing! Sailing! Oliver Platt! Oliver Platt! More Oliver Platt!

    At least Russell Crowe is in the upcoming sailingMaster and Commander: The Far Side of the World” based on Patrick O’Brian’s novel. A sailing thank you, Peter Weir. Thank you, all you hard-working [sailing] producers. Thank you, all you wonderful webcrawlers sailing out there, eating up information on us as we live, type, breathe, and sail. Angels, they are. Answering mass-communicated desires like Mattel commercials after cartoons. Cuz we are living in a material world, and I am a material girl.

    Matt and I went to “Gigli”, because Matt wanted to watch it for “educational reasons”. It was. . . pretty bad. Maybe if they’d been on a sailboat instead of in his drab apartment. . . . Ben Affleck makes a terrible hitman.

    If you like movies about hitmen, I recommend “The Professional“. Luc Besson rocks!

    MORE SAILING MOVIES, PLEASE.

    Oliver Platt and Zoe Saldana on a sailboat. Yeah!

  • PWA Tour



    Daida Ruano Moreno
    First in Women’s Freestyle

    Karin Jaggi

    Iballa Ruano Moreno

    Nayra Alonso

    Angela Peral Martinez

    Dorota Staszewska
    First in Women’s Formula

    Björn Dunkerbeck

  • Sightseeing and Plane Trips

    S
    ome of the things I saw:

    A German-built racing sailboat with wooden mast, and some guy working really hard to refinish the decks. On the deck was a sign: Achtung! Trespassers will be violated!

    On the plane:

    I was happily enjoying my fizzy ginger ale, when I looked up and realized that the guy in front of me had a severe dandruff problem, and with his seat reclined back like that, all his dandruff flakes were tumbling onto my lowered tray table and seasoning my soft drink. Thank goodness planes still have barf bags.



  • Sausalito

    G
    orgeous sailboats in the harbor at Sausalito. Lots of teak wood decks. Saw some boats built in the 1920′s. A two-masted schooner. Laser races. But we didn’t get to sail.

    There is the most beautiful glasswork in the shop called Petri’s. Glass jellyfish blown in layers into glass pillars. Enameled bronze frogs by Tim “Frogman” Cotterill, and a large sculpture by Bill Toma which cost $20,000.


    Tip for if you ever want to visit Alcatraz: Buy tickets a week in advance because they’re always sold out otherwise.

    In spite of all the hype about San Francisco, it’s a dirty, smelly city. My favorite places are the mountains east of Fresno. Less people. More room. Less traffic. Free parking. Lots of hiking.

    The most gorgeous place near Fresno is 30 minutes east on Shepherd, taking Tollhouse Rd. north into the foothills. Turn right on Sample Rd. to see the most beautiful fence I’ve ever seen.