adventure beach
december 29

San Francisco

I guess I could summarize the past year, but it's been such a mixed bag I don't think I'd come away with any overall theme or lesson, so how about a list of things I learned this past year and how that knowledge might guide me in the coming year...

I don't have to flip over the covers at the head of my bed when I make it every morning... I don't do a lot of things the way I was raised to do them (go to church, avoid talking to strangers, wear underwear) so why spend all that time edging my sheets and blankets perfectly? Armed with this new knowledge, I could learn to wean myself off plaid blankets.

I have enough time to do my dishes before my food cools... I observed an old boyfriend who was fastidious about doing his dishes right after he finished cooking and I chalked it up to some gay gene that I was missing. I've since learned lots of people of every orientation are just as deficient, and it makes sharing an apartment a nightmare for someone who takes the time to line up the plaid in his blankets. Armed with this new knowledge, well read on.

Be the change you want to see... I tried yelling, yelling and yelling and it never worked, some people just don't care what I think, so I heard somewhere that the best you can do is to set a good example. Great advice, it helps keep me on my toes. Armed with this new knowledge, I could learn that patience takes a long time to cultivate.

Paycheck was the worst movie I saw in 2003... I was taking a friend to the movies for Xmas, and let him pick what we were going to see. He's been apologizing ever since. Armed with this new knowledge, I could learn that with enough money and enough talent, one can build a bomb.

So, about adventure beach: this past weekend I had a blast with an out of town client. I'm not going to get into too much detail, but it did involve driving him blindfolded out to an undisclosed location (the beach) at night and making him do my bidding, then taking him, shirtless and blindfolded, back to his hotel via Union Square on a Saturday night.

He really enjoyed our session. This was a huge relief to me, since I started the evening behind the eight ball, arriving nearly an hour late, followed by a few more glitches, like losing my parking receipt. Here was someone trusting me to "break me down and put me back together again", witnessing me wandering in clueless circles in a Walgreen's hunting down latex gloves and duct tape. The public humiliation was supposed to be his.

Yet in spite of swerving somewhat off the map, it all worked out by the end of the night, and I guess that's the way it was meant to unfold. Sometimes I feel like the Fates are in the driver's seat, that I'm the blindfolded one hurtling for some unknown destination with one or more hands tied behind my back.

It's ok not to have all the answers... this year I learned to be ok with skipping some questions and moving on in the quizz that is life. It's alright to come back to those questions later, or let the answers come to me. Armed with this new knowledge, I could learn that there's a lot more to not learn.

what I'm listening to: bed, bar and beyond by James Vidos.
what I'm reading: Building Mental Muscle by Gamon and Bragdon



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