Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Kids Aren't Alright

This post is a bit late. Sorry about that. I know that you, the reader, have been chomping at the bit waiting for it and that there is nothing else on your agenda this weekend, nor are there are any other social networking or celebrity gossip sites you regularly visit on the Internet.

(Insert winking smiley here.)

I rode one of the greatest roller coasters ever last night: Ghost Rider at Knott's Berry Farm in Buena Park. It's a classic old school wooden coaster with lots of ups and downs, hairpin turns, and every other smile-inducing ingredient that makes spending half of your weekly paycheck for a few rides ... worth it. And as I was getting whipped around the edges, feeling the cool evening air in my hair and up my crotch, I had an epiphany. Of course it wasn't anything as drastic as my life flashing before my eyes or a revelation about how to stop the war or the nobleness of convincing Nicole Richie to buy a Big Mac, but it was more about how facing the unknown, with a smile on our faces, makes all the difference.

And not only because a camera is taking our picture at the bottom of the steep drop.

Life throws us plenty of intense curves, so it's important to be ready for them, even if we can't see them coming. And it's not as difficult as we think to prepare. Obviously this doesn't mean that we start mainlining scorpion venom or cutting the brakes on our mountain bikes before racing down the gnarly montainside, but I'm really just suggesting the novel idea of being open-minded toward whatever ends up on our plate.

So if you're not married, not working in your favorite industry, or not where you think you should be, don't worry ... there's still a bunch of unseen, radical drops and turns still to come ahead on the tracks.

Just don't barf prematurely.

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