posted on Saturday, April 08, 2006 by
Originally posted at Project Pedal...I was talking to Amanda the other day about the strange sort-of sub-emotion in knowing the pilot for 'Pedal' is 100%... short of some disaster.
There is the obvious excitement, anticipation, nervousness, etc - but there is another reality that reminds me much of the last days before my first bike trip, which is: I have the money I think I need, I have the equipment I think I need, I know the route I'm taking, there are no more obstacles for me to work around... it's finally time for me to "walk the walk", for the lack of a better analogy.
And I think there is an inherent fear in that kind of situation - it's always easier for a person to be "that close" to their goals, but some unforeseeable [or even easily foreseeable] obstacle kept them from getting their chance. It's when there is nothing standing in your way... and you don't reach your goal - that there is nowhere to shift the blame, and that's a hard failure to face.
Having said that: I told myself I would try to focus on the "to-do" list today, I'm sure things will be added as the project gets closer to June, and I'll do my best to keep you posted. Also, I won't go into details on each point - that would make for a very long and very boring post, I'll simply write down the rough-list and then dedicate individual post to each "to-do".
The route & crew "pit-stops" / camping sites
The equipment [which is actually not entirely up to me]
The exact dates
The loose story [yes 'Pedal' is a documentary, but for purposes of the pilot, we are staging a few details]
The cast
The music ["bike trip wish mix"]
Lower-ranking "to-do's":
The PR
Some website re-arangments / preparations
Stay tuned.
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7:21 PM, April 09, 2006Yall' are some fine assed folks out there in cali, blog, I must tell you that I do believe that blonde haired sexy thang named shamande-la-diva sure is the finest of all. I remember the days that girl shook dat ass in the Y-Town man oh man were those some fun silly times. I remember smoking up some mary jane and drinking some vodka from a bottle and chasing it with some straight orange juice from the gosh darn gas station and getting so crunk I would ballet dance to techno music in front of perfect strangers, push boys outta the way when they tried to freak on my girl and smack dat ass! Oh jeeesus we did have some crazy ass times, driving home from the D having to pee so bad she cried, got stuck a few times in the getto with my girl and it was halarious the dumb shit we did just cause we thought it was cool. I miss my blonde crazy Ypsilanti Girl. - You Know!
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