So, other than making James happy this blog was meant to be an outlet for my writing and hence a prompt to properly explore that avenue of expression again.
And shit happens.
I'll be attempting to update more frequently and with short/short short/random stories mingled amongst news and how the planning for Europe is going (it's slow. Booking tix in next few weeks, and now likely going to Greece too. Jim, you are coming with).
I also have a story - more of a train of thought really - that's been floating through my head entitled "Mirror Ball". If I don't post soon, I'm sure there's an iPhone app that can remotely give me electric shocks as a reminder. "Sev-Fry"? "Edlectric Reminders"? Hmmm...
For now, I leave you with something that far greater (and likely impoverished) writers have said a million times over in infinitely more soul tearing, heartbeat skipping evocations.
Love is friendship. True love is friendship that can never be explained.
- Sevy
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Speed... I Felt A Need For It
Intense.
It is a word I use now to describe the feeling I had Sunday when I took the opportunity to be passenger in a classic JAG as it tore around Sandown racetrack. At times hitting 240 kph. Yes, this may seem slow if you are 16 and live oh, say West of Melbourne. But for me it was a very, very cool experience.
I'll admit I thought the people there were going to be in the same league as American NASCAR fans ("YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!") but I met some of the nicest, knowledgable and downright passionate people I've had the pleasure to meet in a long time. It's a very open community of like-minded people, and may very well have pushed me to the cliff of "Rev Head"-dom.
Now, I'm not going to be diving in head first here. You won't see me listing off the specs of every car that passes me in the street. But I want to get to know my car better, inside and out. So yes, courses will be taken and books will be read. And soon I hope to be able to tune up my car whe she needs it. Fix her when she's broken a... a headlight? (I struggled for that. Better get cracking on those books).
And after I take a Defensive Driving course, have lots of spare money and have gained the requisite know-how, I honestly would like to investigate enthusiast car racing. I never thought it'd be on my list, but I'm learning more about myself every day.
(I ate seafood pizza on the weekend as well. And funnily enough, most people I know would find that to be the most shocking revelation in this post. Take that food palette!)
Learning. It's what the cool mid-20's guys do.
- Sevy
It is a word I use now to describe the feeling I had Sunday when I took the opportunity to be passenger in a classic JAG as it tore around Sandown racetrack. At times hitting 240 kph. Yes, this may seem slow if you are 16 and live oh, say West of Melbourne. But for me it was a very, very cool experience.
I'll admit I thought the people there were going to be in the same league as American NASCAR fans ("YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!") but I met some of the nicest, knowledgable and downright passionate people I've had the pleasure to meet in a long time. It's a very open community of like-minded people, and may very well have pushed me to the cliff of "Rev Head"-dom.
Now, I'm not going to be diving in head first here. You won't see me listing off the specs of every car that passes me in the street. But I want to get to know my car better, inside and out. So yes, courses will be taken and books will be read. And soon I hope to be able to tune up my car whe she needs it. Fix her when she's broken a... a headlight? (I struggled for that. Better get cracking on those books).
And after I take a Defensive Driving course, have lots of spare money and have gained the requisite know-how, I honestly would like to investigate enthusiast car racing. I never thought it'd be on my list, but I'm learning more about myself every day.
(I ate seafood pizza on the weekend as well. And funnily enough, most people I know would find that to be the most shocking revelation in this post. Take that food palette!)
Learning. It's what the cool mid-20's guys do.
- Sevy
Saturday, February 6, 2010
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