This may have been inspired by Shane Battier or My Name is Earl or something else entirely. But it is an idea that doesn't feel totally mine.
I'm running with it anyway.
Basically the concept with this would be to carry around a small piece of paper on which you've written down everything you've ever wanted to learn how to do, accomplish, see, do, etc. Maybe not everything. Maybe just ten or so.
I think the point is to tune yourself to see the opportunities when they prevent themselves.
Maybe it's simple things like learning how to change a tire or run the 40 yard dash on an olympic track.
The idea is to not let those moments of "I always wanted to..." slip away. You either do it when you think of it, or you catalogue it and get after it later.
("Get after it" is one of my favorite sports cliches!)
At this idea's best it is a chance to limit regret and at its worst, it's a good conversation starter on awkward first dates:
silence...
silence...
"I like your hair."
silence...
"You know, I always wanted to high-five one of the toll takers on the bridge and I totally did it. I even crossed it off my personal achievement list/ regret nullifier. See?"
"Wow. This is so incredible. It says here you always wanted to make out in an alley? Let's go do that one."
Scene.
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Have you seen 43things.com? It's basically an online version of your idea.
shane battier? by the way, how friggin' heart breaking was the Golden State game on Wednesday. My personal opinion is that professional basketball players should not be missing free throws, I can pretty consistently make them and I suck at basketball. Stupid Derek Fisher, why couldn't he miss the whole game?
Will you marry me, Jen? I didn't know you liked basketball!
And yes, they should not be missing free throws, or committing dumb turnovers in the last minute. Ugh. I'm glad there is a game tonight so I can wipe the memory of that game away.
Well, I can't say its so much that I like basketball, but that I love everything Bay Area, the whole 'I left my heart in San Francisco' syndrome. I find that I need to know as much as I can about all Bay teams (even the ones I don't particularly care for, cough, Giants, cough) so as to defend them to the horrible people of LA and now NY. Its a pride thing.
Last night's game made me very sad, especially after Friday's, so sad. Although we did somehow find a bar to watch the game at in the upper westside where there were about 20 other Bay natives gathered. It was a shared commiseration...
oh, and I've already promised my hand to Steve Nash, bummer...
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