Jump 101
Jump 101
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?
Wrong, apparently.
Michael Davey (CD) here:
I’m not going to measure this wave down (I could sharpen my titanium crayon and give it a go, but I hate to start thinking I know where my freeway exit lies when the headlights only illuminate what’s right in front of my face).
Some of you cannot see even that right now; it seems.
And if I had time, I’d get into what is right in front of us. Sure, maybe this is a 6-point SPX crash as centerline so aptly quipped on the comments board today. However, I suspect too many bears here are licking their wounds and hell if they’re going near the master’s foot again now for more damage. Sure, he’s passed out from drinking so much beer and then that scotch!, but jesus – the last (40!) times you walked past he kicked collective rib cages – no way you’re going through that for 41, right?
Well, you do what you need to do. I’m walking right past his unconscious ass and hiking my scraggly leg along the way. That dude is snoring something awful just now.
I give you this for inspiration. When you have time, watch the whole clip (worth it). For now though – skip to 3:00.
Time to fly!
