August 16, 2001
There is an old joke about a guy that has a hard time because he thinks too much. It's pretty much ruining his life, so he enrolls in a twelve step program to quit. You can read a version of the joke here if you've not heard it.
Well, funny as it seems, I think way too much. I overthink. I analyze crap from all different sides and angles and get second and third opinions and the end result is I don't do anything.
I like to take pictures, I think I'm halfway good at it. This is all well and good, except I spend infinitely more time reading about how to take pictures than I do actually taking them. I don't remember the last time I got the camera out. And this is with two very photogenic kids running around the house. I look at web pages, books, magazine articles. I read about lighting, and composition, and different types of film. Different camera formats. But I don't use what I've got sitting in a closet at home. Sad.
I also like to ride bikes. Granted, I at least get out and ride to try and not get more fat, but I don't do the other things I want to do. Like organized rides, longer distances, touring, maybe camping. We bought a tandem and it's hanging out in the garage. But boy, can I give you a hundred web sites full of information about riding, repairing, buying, selling bicycles.
I've got to get out more. Speaking of which, that's all for now.
- Brian