Monthly Archives: April 2011

30 is the new 29.

I turn 30 tomorrow.

It doesn’t feel like such a milestone. Not the important event I would have expected it to be, anyway. While I realise 30 is a big one, I guess I just don’t FEEL 30.

I remember being 20 and looking up to the guys 10+ years older and thinking they had it all together: career, accomplishments, success…they epitomised all that I hoped to become. So here I am on the brink of that and, well…I still feel 20. I still feel like I did a few years out of High School – expectant, eager for life to start, looking forward to the challenges and decisions. It’s like the last ten years have been a dream and soon I’ll soon wake up, the Goo Goo Dolls will be topping the charts and The Matrix will be showing in theatres.

but before they screwed it up with Matrix Reloaded!

My old heroes and mentors, those guys I looked up to, did they feel like this? They certainly didn’t appear to.

Is this normal? Do you ever reach a point in life where you feel like you have it all together?

The funny this is, over the last 10 years, I have actually done a ton of cool stuff. I’ve climbed mountains in Colorado and heli-boarded the New Zealand Alps. I’ve been surrounded by angry villagers armed with machetes & rocks in the highlands of PNG and I’ve seen absolutely breathtaking scenery in San Luis Potosi, Mexico. I have eaten snakes, pig brains (and also heart and ears), chicken feet and hard-boiled duck foetus. I have lived in different countries and met life-changing people who probably, to this day, still do not realise the impact they have made on me and how much I owe them (Mike C, Ted H, Aaron L…I love you guys!).

I also married my best friend just eight years ago and I have a wonderful family with four incredible kids. Everything I do, I do for them and I couldn’t do anything without them!

...and I played a mean game of Watergun Wars!

Maybe it’s because I haven’t done what I EXPECTED to do. Maybe, somewhere in my subconscious, I am still waiting for my life as a pilot, rockstar, jedi, etc to begin even though I stopped pursuing those dreams decades ago. Maybe I’m just finding it hard to give up on an era of my life that was filled with max excitement, low responsibility.

Yeah, I know, I know…I need to grow up, take responsibility and yadiyadiya. But that’s the thing…I’m a Toys R Us kid.

and for the record, I'll never stop chasing this dream!


new chapters

In two days time, I turn 30. It’s come up fast. A little too fast, maybe?

I only just realised that it might be appropriate to spend some time reflecting. You know, take stock of things. Listen to some sweet 90’s music and remember old friends.

I suppose one should be allowed a little weepy nostalgia when entering a new chapter of life.

Back to the Future

Looking back in history, it’s easy to find events that we wish never happened (the birth of Hitler, perhaps?). So my question is this: if you had the opportunity to change history (not just loading up on a Superbowl bet, but actually change something without knowing what effect that change would have) would you take it?

Time-travel: the ultimate chick magnet!

What if you could see the future being shaped here and now? Would you want to influence it? Would it be right to interfere or should we stand back and let things take it’s course. What if you saw a little boy fall onto the train tracks? Would you save him?

It’s interesting how much ignorance of the future vs knowledge of the past makes such a big difference. I would always try to save someone from a potential accident, but I also agree with Doc Brown to not change the past thus preserving our current circumstances (although, he did change his mind when he fell in love!)

Don't pretend you wouldn't look!

Save the little boy today? Yes! Go back in time and push a little Hitler (or simply stand back and not intervene if it were needed)? That’s a little harder to answer.

Saving him means a world war, the holocaust and an end to a specific style of moustache. Allowing him to die potentially saves millions of people and could create a total shift in the trajectory of world events and history. Plus, if I wanted to, I could sport a neat-looking little soup-strainer with no one looking at me like I’m, well…a Nazi. But I would still have a tough time answering.

Equal rights for equal staches!

Maybe it’s self-preservation? All events in time have progressed to this point where I now exist. Change a point in time, and there’s a chance I would not be here today. That’s a scary thought (and a paradox if I ever saw one!).

I don’t know the answer, but I know this. Those events caused by a madmen and the devastation that followed should have never happened! I also know this; if I saw a little boy fall in front of a train, I’d save him. Even if it killed me. Even if he turned out to be Hitler.

What would you do? Take a chance & change the past, or follow the laws of every time-travelling movie ever made and leave things as they are…(or were…or whatever)?

we’re back

I decided to resurrect my blog.

For some reason, I kept thinking up good posts, but would complain to myself about not having a decent place to put them. One day I realised I was an idiot!

So is back!

(and thanks to @iambersee for the inspiration!)