Life is a Circus

This morning I walked up to Ronald McDonald and said, "Hi Ronald!" and he said, "Hi! Hey, I know you! You're Ali!" He was in the park where I run to help warm up the children and start off a run to raise money for and organization that helps single moms.

We took a few photos, Ronald and my sweaty self and then my sister and I went on our way finishing the run/walk intervals for the day.

About two months ago I went to go see some friends perform on a static trapeze. Not the flying trapeze of the lyrical songs about love but one of those trapeze that may not be too far off the ground and wasn't meant to go flying through the air.

Can I just say that by the end of it my jaw was on the floor and I poked at the softer parts of my body with the acknowledging nod that in life, in nature, we were made to hunt and run and gather and those soft parts I was poking have been set as a newly created standard for normal in an era of sitting in front of computers and spending time in cars going places instead of walking or running to get there?

I watched as my friends wrapped themselves around the rope and the bar and swing around in loops and one finished by hanging by the back of his neck from the trapeze without using his hands. Amazing.

And you know what? We can all learn how to do the same thing. The place is called Kinetic Theory Circus Arts and it's in Culver City, CA. They have classes.

It's tempting...until I realize that when I hang from the bar with my arms fully extended and they request that I pull myself up, my response will be..."I am pulling myself up, can't you tell?"

It's been awhile since I've gone rock climbing so my muscles have gotten soft.

Ah, well. If we all joined who would come to watch and jiggle their body fat in awe?

Another friend has just been offered a job as a clown in Cirque du Soliel's KA show in Vegas at the MGM Grand. It's a wonderful opportunity for her and it's an exciting adventure.

My hats off to these men and women. Because getting those jobs and performing those feats takes years of more than just clowning around.

Time Vortex

I have come to the conclusion that computers suck time. Time and sleep.

Here's the deal. I'd decided to upgrade my Mac Tiger OS to Leopard. So, in trying to back up my drive my external hard drive didn't have enough memory. I had to delete everything off it which took one full day.

Backing up took 2 full days and nights. The whirring of the computer was not an aid in helping me sleep. It kept me in a perpetual light level of sleep that didn't help my brain at all.

Day Four. Finally, everything is backed up and I can upgrade. I do, and with the upgrade I lose my internet connection and my printer. It seems that Leopard thought my computer ate up my Airport card and can't find my printer because the internet isn't hooked up. Another evening gone fixing it. Up until 4AM this morning and now I'm dragging at work today. But tonight I'll be completing the fix of my printer and then upgrading iLife and iWork because my iChat and a few other applications no longer work with Leopard.

And lastly, after starting the upgrade, I find out that Snow Leopard is being released on Monday. Ha!

I can't wait until I can once again get a full night's sleep without hearing the whirr of the computer or a flashing light on a hard drive or a monitor demanding that I make a choice about some need for backing up or upgrading.

In the end it'll be worth it. Won't it? Why do we bother sometimes?

After this is done, it'll be time to read a good book.