02-23-2025, 12:06 PM
Just finished yoga which kicked my butt (might have something to do with last night’s dancehall, or that I’m just a yoga wimp).
But I wouldn’t have traded a second of yesterday. It’s a glorious weekend here in the Cruz. The chowder fest was awesome and I hit it with maximum efficiency - in at 12:30 for recon & tix, executed my palm of attack at the starting heel at 1 and was out by 1:30 before the crowd closed in with a belly full of yummy chowder. My neighbor confirmed that the best chowders were at the west end, which is where I did my tastings but that was strictly based on the goofy names of the booths: grateful clams, clam lives matter, clamstock, mad hatter Manhattan, rocky horror clam show, 831 (my pick from Watsonville).
Then at the dancehall, 2 local DJs said ‘hi’ and chatted me up, including Robert Rankin, who I’ve listened to for decades. We’ve hung out a little but I didn’t think he’d remember me.
With all the bullshit going on right now, I’m grateful that I’m living in the time of amplified bass at least.
Today is cleaning chores around the bungalow & Yuki care. Then a special isi seminar this afternoon focusing on kumitachi (partner kata) which is always fun for me because I’ve got decent blade & distance control from being a swordsman since my teens. Then we’re taking the visiting head sensei from ny out to dinner at Akira.
It’s a good weekend inna Cruz.
But I wouldn’t have traded a second of yesterday. It’s a glorious weekend here in the Cruz. The chowder fest was awesome and I hit it with maximum efficiency - in at 12:30 for recon & tix, executed my palm of attack at the starting heel at 1 and was out by 1:30 before the crowd closed in with a belly full of yummy chowder. My neighbor confirmed that the best chowders were at the west end, which is where I did my tastings but that was strictly based on the goofy names of the booths: grateful clams, clam lives matter, clamstock, mad hatter Manhattan, rocky horror clam show, 831 (my pick from Watsonville).
Then at the dancehall, 2 local DJs said ‘hi’ and chatted me up, including Robert Rankin, who I’ve listened to for decades. We’ve hung out a little but I didn’t think he’d remember me.
With all the bullshit going on right now, I’m grateful that I’m living in the time of amplified bass at least.
Today is cleaning chores around the bungalow & Yuki care. Then a special isi seminar this afternoon focusing on kumitachi (partner kata) which is always fun for me because I’ve got decent blade & distance control from being a swordsman since my teens. Then we’re taking the visiting head sensei from ny out to dinner at Akira.
It’s a good weekend inna Cruz.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse