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Are You Thinking What I’m Thinking?

“Shark Week” conjures up feelings ranging between amazement and paralyzing fear. Truly a cultural spectacle. As it has been mentioned in a previous post (The Two Scariest Words: Dun-Dun), all of mankind (and womankind) can collectively thank the legendary Steven Spielberg for permanently planting the unforgettable soundtrack and classic scenes into our psyche regarding blockbuster entertainment coupled with beach safety.

Actually, given the number of great white sharks near coastlines at popular destinations around the world, a thank you really is in order. Thank you!

One of the annual traditions with “Shark Week” is watching crews for The Discovery Channel push new boundaries, like exploring the present-day existence of Megalodon or the “Rookin'” down in Louisiana. What will be next?

I’m glad you asked.

What fascinates me is not so much what we think of sharks, but what sharks think of us. Within the technological revolution that is currently booted up for generations to come, is there a neuroscientist somewhere who is dreaming up a water-proof device that could be tagged onto a great white shark that somehow measures and sends back its brain activity?

Think about that. More importantly, imagine that.

Before you begin calling mental institutions to reserve me a room (with an ocean view please), watch the clip below and tell me this diver was not interested in a similar endeavor. It’s only unbelievable until you do it.

If we are going to explore a seemingly infinite environment, we must have an equally infinite imagination.

Happy Monday on July 8th!!

Today is not only Monday, but…is also my birthday!

On this day, July 8th at 10:30 a.m., I turned 23 28!

Interestingly, I share the same July 8th birthday as famed French writer Jean de La Fontaine of the 17th century, “The Price is Right” beauty Janice Pennington, world-renowned chef Wolfgang Puck, actor Kevin Bacon (of whom we all are six degrees of separation from: “Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon”) and “Big Fish” realist-turned-escapist Billy Crudup.

Here’s to another year and, hopefully, another memorable chapter of life filled with stories of grand adventure and wild imagination…and maybe even a moment when time stands still.

Happy Monday/July 8th!! 

Happy Monday!

Be optimistic that today won’t be just another ordinary Monday…

Have a Great Week…hopefully, with a surprise or two!

Time to Get Some Hats

Freedom. New Horizons. Curiosity. Adventure. Adrenaline. Limitless. 

These words are meant to conjure a state of mind of time and inspiration. They should encourage us to embrace the wildly fearless and randomly proficient spirit of the one and only KevinKevin Rawley that is.

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“Little Fockers” was on television this past Saturday. Diving head first into the majestically blue waters of the ambiguously defined character of Kevin, the actor and professional wandering spirit Owen Wilson must first have a light shone on him. His films’ characters exemplify the motivation to look for exciting happenings, regardless of any preconceived notions or restrictions. Take virtually any scene involving him from the movies “Zoolander”, “You, Me and Dupree”, “Midnight in Paris” or the “Meet the Parents” trilogy (so far…)

In a variety of ways, he possesses an “it” factor for living life to its fullest. After reflecting on his many bizarre, yet hilarious scenes from “Meet the Parents” and “Little Fockers”, it sparked an internal curiosity of attempting to experience life as Kevin for a period of time. Perhaps the genesis of this experiment could be done during a Friday. Maybe a Friday and a Saturday. Sans the money from investing in Wireless IPO”s right before they skyrocketed, lower key endeavors are certainly attainable. Just like his characters’ many hats, we too must add our own threads of creativity and motivations towards new opportunities.

Could we carve, build and fashion a breath-taking altar from one giant piece of wood in about 70 hours? Probably not on our first day. But let’s start small, and maybe, just maybe, we’ll be able to teach ourselves to play a little Beethoven on the piano in the morning, prepare a deliciously authentic feast of the Fiji Islands in the evening and sail a beautiful coastline with the star of the Russian Ballet the next week.

Whatever speaks to us.

Keep Everything Vastly Imaginative Now!