I have read the previous threads, and seen the photographic evidence (e.g., Jim Thornton + My Little Pony), about the Forums get-togethers at the Colonies Zone meets.
Is anyone interested in a get-together at Nationals in Indy? Saturday night after the relays, maybe?
How about Fri instead of Sat.I don't know about everyone else but my team won't have many people there so relay day will be low key where as Sun is the 200 BR which for me is not low pressure so I would not be good company on Sat PM(unless your idea of a good time is watching a 60 year old man obsess.) I would like to see Y'all though!
I would not be good company on Sat PM(unless your idea of a good time is watching a 60 year old man obsess.)
Actually, Allen, at 56 (FINA 57), I am quite sure I would enjoy watching a psychiatrically trained master of obsessionality practice the art. I am similarly quite sure I would be able to pick up some valuable pointers for my own obsessionality, which has been lackluster at best.
Well, now that I think about it a little, maybe I am not quite sure after all. But very, very sure--up to 99.9999 percent sure!
But putting it that way, it's not really very reassuring, is it? I mean, if something has a 1 in ten thousand chance of not coming true, it's not like you can totally relax, close your eyes, and expect to open them up sooner or later with the reward you are hoping for in the bag!
I mean it might be in the bag. 9,999 times out of 10,000 it will be in the bag. But that certainly doesn't guarantee the bag won't be empty, a yawning pit of discouragement, misery, and yet another false hope proven again to the aspirer's detriment and broken dreams and...
Or, to put it in slightly more concrete terms, who among us would take a revolver with 10,000 empty chambers--or 100,000 chambers, or a million--and into one of these insert a single Teflon-coated skull-buster bullet, snap the revolving cylinder into place, stick the snub nose against our own temple--or, if you do not prefer, the temple of a loved one!--and confidently pull the trigger, no cold sweat trickling down, no zero at the bone?
None of us, that is who!
Not a single one.
Well maybe a sociopath. Maybe a Mr. Negative. But not very, very many.
Oh, why must life be so riddled with uncertainty?
Why is there nothing you can hang your hat on, nothing you can be absolutely sure will keep your hat off the ground, not just probably off the floor, or potentially off the floor. Assuming the floor itself does not disappear into an earthquake's yawning chasm!
And don't get me started on Allen's breaststroke turns at Nationals. If there is anything less certain in life than a smooth and streamlined breaststroke pushoff from the slippery walls of Indianapolis, I am pretty sure I do not know what it is.
No! Of this, I am absolutely certain. I absolutely sure that nothing comes close to the uncertainty of breaststroke turns in Indiana, especially when one is not used to the time zone there.
I am pretty sure of it.
Actually, Allen, at 56 (FINA 57), I am quite sure I would enjoy watching a psychiatrically trained master of obsessionality practice the art. I am similarly quite sure I would be able to pick up some valuable pointers for my own obsessionality, which has been lackluster at best.
Well, now that I think about it a little, maybe I am not quite sure after all. But very, very sure--up to 99.9999 percent sure!
But putting it that way, it's not really very reassuring, is it? I mean, if something has a 1 in ten thousand chance of not coming true, it's not like you can totally relax, close your eyes, and expect to open them up sooner or later with the reward you are hoping for in the bag!
I mean it might be in the bag. 9,999 times out of 10,000 it will be in the bag. But that certainly doesn't guarantee the bag won't be empty, a yawning pit of discouragement, misery, and yet another false hope proven again to the aspirer's detriment and broken dreams and...
Or, to put it in slightly more concrete terms, who among us would take a revolver with 10,000 empty chambers--or 100,000 chambers, or a million--and into one of these insert a single Teflon-coated skull-buster bullet, snap the revolving cylinder into place, stick the snub nose against our own temple--or, if you do not prefer, the temple of a loved one!--and confidently pull the trigger, no cold sweat trickling down, no zero at the bone?
None of us, that is who!
Not a single one.
Well maybe a sociopath. Maybe a Mr. Negative. But not very, very many.
Oh, why must life be so riddled with uncertainty?
Why is there nothing you can hang your hat on, nothing you can be absolutely sure will keep your hat off the ground, not just probably off the floor, or potentially off the floor. Assuming the floor itself does not disappear into an earthquake's yawning chasm!
And don't get me started on Allen's breaststroke turns at Nationals. If there is anything less certain in life than a smooth and streamlined breaststroke pushoff from the slippery walls of Indianapolis, I am pretty sure I do not know what it is.
No! Of this, I am absolutely certain. I absolutely sure that nothing comes close to the uncertainty of breaststroke turns in Indiana, especially when one is not used to the time zone there.
I am pretty sure of it.
Please call my office to set up an appointment.The walls at Indy are fine,I am more concerned that after taking 25 min to get on my suit it will have a wardrobe malfunction.In answer to another thread:What to do to warm up at Nationals" the answer is "put on your suit".
Um, well, someone made me buy a ticket for the baseball game/social Friday night, so I guess that's where I'll be that night. :sad: Maybe we'll try to hook up with Team Hottub for Saturday night. And I do expect all Forumites to seek me out for introductions at the pool...:hug:
Well, I know what Jim looks like so it won't be that hard to seek you out.
Sounds like lots of fun, please count me in! My feeling is that many teams will be planning outings on Saturday night because of it being relay day. Friday night might actually be a better night to plan a gathering because more people would feel like they could come. And, you could cut loose if you wanted to, knowing you didn't have any individual events the next day!
I live in Carmel, Indiana (about 30 minutes from nat). We could come here. My house is pretty bad but I have a decent patio/pool in my backyard.
You would have to let me know how many people and what you want. I could get a keg of beer, make margarita's, or whatever.
I will be swimming relays all day so I can't be home cooking.
Let me know what people in the past have done. I am swimming every day except Sunday. The only event I'm really working for is the 1,500 on monday.
Let's do it!
