Welcome To My New Blog!

Hello there friends!  Welcome to Spinfeed, my new blog where I am going to spin my mental wheels so to speak.

My goal for this blog is basically just to have a place where I can wright my random thoughts about random things.

I am going to talk about things that I find interesting, infuriating, intriguing, irritating, irresistible, and anything else I feel like I want to take out of my whirling mind and put down in words.

I always get slightly irritated when I hear people say “There are two types of people in this world… blah blah blah…”  No.  There are infinite types of people in this world.  But I have to admit, the distinction does become relevant when describing particular traits of people.  Every time I hear someone say it, I think of this line from a book by Tom Robbins, “There are two types of people in this world, people who say there are two types of people, and people who don’t.”   Anyway, much to my dismay, I guess I am one the former. So I’ll just go ahead and say it:  There are two types of people in this world, people who can quiet their minds and not overthink and analyze everything, and people who spin their mental wheels until the smell of brain pavement and rubber starts emanating from their brains.  People like me.

So on that note, here is the my spin feed.  A constant feed of my random trains of thought.  I do this in hopes that by getting them out of my brain and into cyberspace where they can live their own existence outside the narrow walls of my already chaotic mind, I can start to become one of those other people.  The ones who can sit in silence and stillness, without the mind monkey constantly yapping into their frontal lobes.

Thanks for joining me and please feel free to leave comments or your own personal rants!



Thursday in Santa Cruz

Today I want to talk about a special word that my friends and I have come to use quite frequently.  The word is THUR.  This stands for Thinks He Rips.  We use this word in reference to people who do something, in this case surfing, and misguidedly believe that they are actually amazing at it.

This is both hysterical and excruciatingly painful to witness.  This word developed do to the unbelievable number of THURs right here in Santa Cruz, California.  There are many different types of surfers.  You see the pros throwing huge buckets of spray and landing air 360 reverses, you see semi-pros: the guys who had a lot of promise as kids but just fell short and ended up working as a rep for a local surf company.  You see frothing little groms (those towhead, little kids who spend every waking, hyperactive moment in the water and started surfing when they were 1.5 years old) catching every little ripple on the inside, people taking lessons for the first time, old white haired, grouchy men on longboards sitting way out the back, and people who are just out for the sake of soul surfing and enjoyment.

And then you see the Thurs.  Thurs are people who are amazing in their own minds.  The thur can be any age, most often over 25.  He usually has a brand new “shred stick”, leash, and wetsuit or surf shorts.  He has typically be surfing for about 6 years and truly believes that he is a “surfer.”Let me give you a rundown of a typical Thur moment:

He sits right in the middle of the lineup so that if an actual set comes he can scratch for the shoulder, meanwhile getting in the way of everyone and paddling (in a most unsightly and thrashing manner) for every small to medium wave that rolls in.  Finally, he catches a wave,  (which he thinks is much bigger than it really is and has to burn an adorable 12 year old little girl to get). Although he is on the wave, he looks around to see who was watching.

After the wave, he does another look around to see who saw him.  Then, as he is paddling back out, he does a super arch of his back, posturing as though he was a Komodo Dragon and he has just accomplished some amazing feat of athletic prowess.  He paddles back into the middle of the crowd, and then arranges his features into some smug look which he things says “see how cool I am and how much I rip?” However, the way in everyone else interprets this unfortunate facial expression is, “Aw man, I really have to go to the bathroom.  Crap, I should have gone before I put this wetsuit on.  Maybe thats why when I surf it looks like I have to take a big, fat poop.”

Although in this particular example I am talking about surfers, Thurs can be found in anywhere.  From runners, to businessmen, to models, to actresses, to pretty much any area of life, you will find people who absolutely, without a doubt, think that they are God’s gift to whatever they are doing.

I encourage you to use this word and incorporate it into your everyday life.  Although Thurs have to potential to be supremely irritating, once you identify them and recognized them for what they are, the annoyance fades the a dim amusement, and you can thank your lucky stars that you weren’t born a Thur.

Happy Thursday!