1. Sunday, September 26, 2004

    a while ago when i was on vacation 

    me and chrisi wore my cubs floppy hat whereever i went.

    since then any time i wear my floppy hat i feel like im on vacation.

    the other day at work we were about to do some gnarly shit.

    i was sorta pissed off because i didnt see anything on the board telling us that we had anything gnarly planned for the afternoon and there we were flying to a scene and i was slightly stressed out,

    which never happens as i am icy cool under pressure

    and i took off my helmet and put on my floppy hat and it immediately relaxed me. mind over matter. or in this case mind over mind.

    everything was fine until someone noticed on my cockpit cam and dude said in my earpeice

    wtf you doing captain?

    there was a time when when people talked about the xbi they talked about guys without vests on, without nightvision, and without fear.

    guys so tough they wrote their phone numbers on the ass cheeks of the worst guys they caught

    so when the cops found them hogtied and defeated they would know who to thank.

    and there i was tens of thousands of feet above concrete being told to put on my helmet.

    but what of my magic hat of relaxation i whispered

    and dove with the sun behind me

    so as to avoid a lot of shadow.

    saidy + bunnie + paige