Me: Gus, why are you neurotic?
Gus: (staring intently into my eyes) Bark!
Me: But I took you to the park? Remember? Snow? Birds?
Gus: (tilting his head from side to side as if listening to music in the distance) urwr?
Me: Why don't you lay down and stop pacing the living room?
Gus: (appears not to understand the question)
Gus: Bark! bark! Bark!
Me: But I already fed you and took you outside.
Me: Gus, what is it you want?
Gus: (responds by backing into the space between my knee and the couch)
Me: Gus, could you kindly relax?
Gus: (takes the opportunity to leave the room)
I have learned much from Gus, the German Shorthaired Pointer, but not the answer to any of my very practical questions. Except, the question What do you like? the answer to which is Everything that fits in my mouth.
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Thursday, February 21, 2013
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Interview
Do you run because you love it or because you are afraid?
Both.
Do you find that Crossfit influences other parts of your life?
Insufficiently. For example, the facts of weight and strength distribution, the accomplishment of seemingly insurmountable tasks, the lifting of very heavy things over one's head, one would think that such physical manipulations might lead one to the conclusion that other tasks which are, on the surface, easier to accomplish would seem less daunting, nay! easy, in comparison. But alas, dear readers, this is not the case. Words do not magically appear on the page, nor does time expand and slow, nor does the sun rise earlier or set later. Still, as one who can deadlift and one who can clean AND jerk, one would hope that say, writing a novel would come easily. But nay, it is not to be.
What do you eat?
I eat only the flesh of skinny animals or those that swim or larger animals, but only if they were happy. I eat the apples and the bananas and the shakes that taste like dessert but are really medicine. I eat the eggs and the spinach and the cheese. I eat the yogurt. I eat the honey. I drink the coffee, and yes, it owns me, it is my master, the black elixir that giveth and taketh away the pain.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
There is water and a blue sky. The shine during the day is bright and of the sun; at night, small fires. Sometimes there is wine, often chocolate. During the day, Spanish is spoken and at night there is silence. There are tastes of smoke and the sea, the strong scent of pine and rain.
And what about tomorrow?
Always, I am amazed.
Yesterday?
She said to me, she said, never this and then that, never should, never could have, never no.
What does this word mean?
That word?
And how happiness?
Only there is no doorway, no rooftop, no next. In this, I have seen and know, so it must be.
Well then.
So goodbye.
Both.
Do you find that Crossfit influences other parts of your life?
Insufficiently. For example, the facts of weight and strength distribution, the accomplishment of seemingly insurmountable tasks, the lifting of very heavy things over one's head, one would think that such physical manipulations might lead one to the conclusion that other tasks which are, on the surface, easier to accomplish would seem less daunting, nay! easy, in comparison. But alas, dear readers, this is not the case. Words do not magically appear on the page, nor does time expand and slow, nor does the sun rise earlier or set later. Still, as one who can deadlift and one who can clean AND jerk, one would hope that say, writing a novel would come easily. But nay, it is not to be.
What do you eat?
I eat only the flesh of skinny animals or those that swim or larger animals, but only if they were happy. I eat the apples and the bananas and the shakes that taste like dessert but are really medicine. I eat the eggs and the spinach and the cheese. I eat the yogurt. I eat the honey. I drink the coffee, and yes, it owns me, it is my master, the black elixir that giveth and taketh away the pain.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
There is water and a blue sky. The shine during the day is bright and of the sun; at night, small fires. Sometimes there is wine, often chocolate. During the day, Spanish is spoken and at night there is silence. There are tastes of smoke and the sea, the strong scent of pine and rain.
And what about tomorrow?
Always, I am amazed.
Yesterday?
She said to me, she said, never this and then that, never should, never could have, never no.
What does this word mean?
That word?
And how happiness?
Only there is no doorway, no rooftop, no next. In this, I have seen and know, so it must be.
Well then.
So goodbye.
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