Monday, August 01, 2011

Wait For It...


I sailed a three day regatta this weekend. I really do want to blog about it. My mind is buzzing with all the stories I could tell you, the mistakes I made, the lessons I learned, the funny things that happened, the people I met.

But I'm going to wait a while before I write anything because I've discovered something weird about blogging, or perhaps it's really something weird about how my mind works.

If I wrote about a days' racing on that day my mind would be full of so many details that I would probably bore you with all the random stuff I would tell you and the post would be very confused with no real point.

On the other hand, if I wait a day or two before writing a post about a regatta I find that I forget a lot of the irrelevant details (as if you cared whether I went right or left on the second beat of the eleventh race) and that only the most interesting (at least to me) things about the weekend stick in my memory and then I write about that stuff. It also makes it easier to construct each post with a main point or focus.

You probably know someone who just prattles on about everything that happened to him or her that day, and then you know someone else who just tells you one or two interesting things when you meet them.

I want to be like the "someone else." So wait for it...

In any case, I need to mow the lawn first.

14 comments:

Baydog said...

Push or ride?

Tillerman said...

Push. Takes me just over an hour to do all the rolling acres of lawns at the Tillercottage. I figure a walk of an hour or so in 80 degree heat once a week is good cross-training for running and sailing... and saves me a small fortune in gym fees.

O Docker said...

You could probably get the time down under an hour with some professional coaching. Have you considered signing up for one of those lawn-mowing clinics?

Tillerman said...

Thanks you for the suggestion O Docker, but I think professional coaching might jeopardize my amateur status. I am still hopeful that Lawn Mowing will be accepted as an Olympic sport in 2020 and I can't risk losing my eligibility. Today I perfected the Lawn Mowing Anti Clockwise Inward Turning Flemish Coil without any help at all. I think I deserve a beer now.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you're ready for a try out with this team:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lawn_Rangers

Steve in Baltimore

Tillerman said...

Cool Anonymous. I could perhaps incorporate precision lawn mower drills into my Olympic lawn mowing training program.

I'm also thinking of starting a lawn mowing blog in order to attract sponsors for my Olympic campaign. I wonder what I should call it?

Baydog said...

Fescue 911

Pandabonium said...

Yeah, let the experiences sink in and distill them in your brain until they are drip out your fingertips as highly refined wisdom.

Lawn? What's that? Yards hereabouts are planted with fruit trees and veggie patches. Maybe a few ornamental trees/shrubs. Weeding I can grok. And of course, "weeds" such as dandelions, and others, are seen as food here.

"Lawn mowing" sounds like WERK!

Can you eat "lawn"?

Baydog said...

Mowing for pleasure

Baydog said...

Mowing for pleasure

Tillerman said...

We have shrubs and flowers and fruit bushes and a vegetable garden too. There are no weeds in our yard. My philosophy is that there is no such things as a weed. I prefer to call them "native american wildflowers". I think it's very rude to call a weed a weed.

After we have rid the world of discrimination against women and black people and brown people and gays and disabled people and fat people and people who smoke and jetskiers and people who think "a lot" is one word, it will be time to stop discrimination against native american wildflowers. I'm just ahead of my time in political correctness.

As for lawns, they are merely a mechanism to show my superiority over my neighbors. How else am I going to do that? Apart from having bigger cucumbers, that is?

What was this post about again?

O Docker said...

I agree. When we had our house built some 20 years ago, I couldn't see the point of paying someone to 'landscape' when there was plenty of perfectly good vegetation already firmly established.

If you whack it down low enough, it starts to resemble what other people call a 'lawn'. I've always called it a 'yard', though. A 'lawn' just sounds like too much work to me.

I like the new theme of this blog, by the way. Will you be reviewing particular models of mowers?

Baydog said...

That's always been my position. Evenly cut weeds look just like grass from a distance alot of the time

Tillerman said...

Shhhh. My native american wildflowers are listening. Please do NOT call them weeds. It hurts their feelings and puts them off their photosynthesis (and we all know what that leads to.) And all this talk of "whacking" could totally disrupt their Calvin cycles.

As for the new theme of the blog, it has crossed my mind to start a gardening blog. At certain times of year I spend more time communing with my native american wildflowers than I spend sailing. Such a blog might easily include lawnmower reviews, discussions of the relative merits of yarrow and tansy ragwort, and accounts of competitive lupine cultivation.

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