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Roger Hicks
04-23-2009, 12:51
...what else makes you feel good? Let's exclude the obvious, but how about this: a beautiful, warm spring day, one of the finest motorcycles ever made (1978 BMW R100RS) and a pretty girl on the back?

Earlier today (Thursday) I took my 18-year-old 'adopted daughter' to Thouars to catch the train home to stay with her father for a long weekend and see her boyfriend. The envy of others was palpable: spring day, classic bike, beautiful girl (even if they did guess she was a daughter, or thought, 'dirty old man'). She has seen the envy too, and laughed (with me) at it.

I didn't even bother to take a camera. Yes, I could construct a shot that summarized it, but that would be a question of casting/props/movie still production, not the sort of photography I normally do.

Other offers on things you can't photograph? Again, barring the obvious, which could rapidly descend into pornography. Life is for living: we can't (and maybe shouldn't) shoot too much of it.

Tashi delek,

R.

popstar
04-23-2009, 12:54
Yours is a good experience Roger. I think that's the key...it's an experience rather than just a photographic moment.

Another hard-to-photograph moment since you asked for them: the sensation of the first sip of a good beer on a hot summer day. It can be so good.

Pickett Wilson
04-23-2009, 12:55
Sitting on the front porch with a good book on a spring day, listening to rain fall on the Azalea bushes that that line the front of the house. Sitting on the back deck watching deer feeding in the pasture. Not a camera in sight. :)

back alley
04-23-2009, 12:55
one thing i enjoy as much as photography is listening to music on a good stereo.

the company of an intelligent woman comes in a close second.

and a fine meal rounds it all off.

joe

Larky
04-23-2009, 13:02
Riding a motorbike on a warm day. Standing in the sun pointing your face at the sky. Gin & Tonic. Wine. New T-Shirts, old jeans.

Edit: My new Grado headphones. Toad in the Hole, BBQ's.

Jason808
04-23-2009, 13:15
Let's see...

An impromptu daytrip with my wife.

Going out to a nice dinner with my wife (rarely done during an impromptu trip, though)

Hot buffalo wings and cold beer at the my favorite dive downtown with some sport on TV. Sometimes with friends, sometimes by myself.

Hanging out with friends by the BBQ pit with listening to the Nebraska Football on the radio (wheeling out the TV if needed)

A rainy day at the coffee shop with a journal and my Sheaffer Balance fountain pen

The afternoon drive listening to This American Life (I love that show, and like the host believe the best way to listen is while driving)

Beer with friends after the races at the dirt track (I photograph the races, then get together with friends, pit crew, drivers, officials...it's what makes the dirt track great)

Listening to a great DJ Mix on a nighttime drive

Roger Hicks
04-23-2009, 13:16
Great stuff. Keep it coming. Either we've been there (and can close our eyes and remember our version of it) or we can consider it for future experiment.

Jason: Impromptu day trips. Yeah. Together 28 years on May 14; married 27 years in June. Though nowadays we tend to go away for anything from a couple of days to a month. Still surprisingly impromptu. But then I do carry a camera:

http://www.semiadventuroustraveler.com/

Next trip: Aditi with us.

Larky: Ever try toad in the hole with (a) lamb chops (b) chorizo?

Steve: Damn. Another beer before I go to bed.

Joe: Intelligent woman tops the lot. I'm down to just one (Frances) until Monday afternoon. Then Aditi comes back. She and I have written 30,000 words of a novel in the last 3 weeks, from the unique perspective of a common birthday, 40 years apart (1950 and 1990). I can recall most of what it's like to be 18; she knows all of it. I have 40 years more writing practice. We take it in turns on the keyboard. It's frightening how often one of us writes what the other is thinking.

Tashi delek,

R.

gm13
04-23-2009, 13:17
Setting anchor in a protected cove after a lively sail and sipping a whiskey and oj, listening to osprey brag about the fish just caught while the Only Mate cooks up some magic boat food to be enjoyed watching the sun go down over the Camden hills. One could almost believe all was right with the world.

John Robertson
04-23-2009, 13:17
Hot buffalo wings and cold beer

We only get chicken wings in UK;)
Do they shoot the buffalo down as they fly over??:p

Brian Sweeney
04-23-2009, 13:20
After being a manager for almost 15 years, and now being Technical Again...

Sitting at a Lab Bench in front of an O-Scope and Logic Analyzer debugging an electronics board that I designed, built, and programmed. In FORTRAN and Assembly Language...

Whatever I did to become a manager, I paid my Dues, and promise to never do it again.

colker
04-23-2009, 13:20
being in love w/ a woman... but that is asking too much.;)

a good book, sitting on a restaurant, hungry, knowing you will eat good food.

good wine.

an email from a great friend.

Roger Hicks
04-23-2009, 13:24
an email from a great friend.

Better still, a real letter. On paper. In the mail. As the art establishment says disparagingly, and I say in praise, a Precious Object.

Tashi delek,

R.

Jason808
04-23-2009, 13:24
We only get chicken wings in UK;)
Do they shoot the buffalo down as they fly over??:p

yes, but only outside city limits :)

Trius
04-23-2009, 13:35
Paddling my canoe -- there is a Zen quality for me that is unmatched by any other activity other than meditation itself. Then coming back to campsite for a meal from an open fire and some gorgeous cab franc, and/or single malt, and a Cuban. Cigar, that is.

I can do without the last bits, but give me the canoe.

sanmich
04-23-2009, 13:50
listening to
Bach
Brassens

Dad's camping with my best friends and their kids (no moms!)

Keith
04-23-2009, 13:55
Definitely 'old dogs and children and watermelon wine' for me! :p

Don Parsons
04-23-2009, 14:07
Going flying in an open cockpit biplane, either at sunup or right before sunset on a nice fall day. One where you hear the engine roar when you takeoff a grass runway and when you come back into land, you feel the grass "tickling" the tires seconds before you gently touch down.

Silva Lining
04-23-2009, 14:12
...what else makes you feel good?
My three-year-old son's belly laugh, its impossible not to break into a broad grin when you hear it!:D

bolohead
04-23-2009, 14:16
Standing on the reef in low tide whipping my fly rod in hopes of catching a fish. If a fish bites, then the fight. If I actually win the fight, then enjoying a cold beer while cooking said fish. Then of course enjoying the meal.

J J Kapsberger
04-23-2009, 14:21
1) The scent of the air, the golden colour of the light, the huge silver dark clouds after a late afternoon sun shower in June;
2) The nose of a good wine, especially cassis, tobacco, oak, etc.;
3) Renaissance and Baroque music;
4) Freshly laundered bedding.

gdi
04-23-2009, 14:21
After being a manager for almost 15 years, and now being Technical Again...

Sitting at a Lab Bench in front of an O-Scope and Logic Analyzer debugging an electronics board that I designed, built, and programmed. In FORTRAN and Assembly Language...

Whatever I did to become a manager, I paid my Dues, and promise to never do it again.

Let me guess... you got that o-scope for $5 at the local flea market! :angel:

For me:

- spreading a blanket out on the driveway at dusk and watching for shooting stars with my son and daughter
- summer evenings making s'mores in the yard with the kids (my son calls it camping)
- an (sometimes) annual meetup at a baseball city with my old high school buddies
- a cruise on an old Indian, Harley, or Beemer
- watching the last pile of snow melt and run down the driveway in the spring

Brian Sweeney
04-23-2009, 14:36
> Let me guess... you got that o-scope for $5 at the local flea market!

I do have one like that, being thrown out of a school. A Triumph 241 Oscillograph from World War II. I repaired it and brought it into the Lab. But I normally use the Tek 2465B. Last of the Analog O-Scopes.

feenej
04-23-2009, 14:43
Long distance running, long distance Nordic skiing. That's what keeps the demons out of my head.

Pablito
04-23-2009, 14:54
The Pleasures of the Flesh.
Guess it does not rank high here. :D

Keith
04-23-2009, 14:56
The Pleasures of the Flesh.


That's what I call 'cutting straight to the chase' ... well said! :p

[edit] ... I thought "toe curling orgasm" had more oomph!

mich8261
04-23-2009, 15:15
seeing an elusive animal in its natural environment without having a camera or not being able to take a picture. Then I can simply enjoy the moment and not worry about light, composition, missing the shot, etc.

Trius
04-23-2009, 15:18
seeing an elusive animal in its natural environment without having a camera or not being able to take a picture. Then I can simply enjoy the moment and not worry about light, composition, missing the shot, etc.

Got any pictures of the moment?

pesphoto
04-23-2009, 15:20
The anticipation of waiting for the Celtics playoff game to start, sipping a beer and waiting for my pizza to be ready. Then, later my wife comes home form a girls night and I give her a big hug.

Also, the moment I send in my mortgage payment each month, knowing how hard I worked for that money and the satisfaction that comes with that, no matter how hard it is.

gavinlg
04-23-2009, 15:31
Driving. Wether it be a mid afternoon pleasure drive through the mountains whilst the sun is lowest in the sky, or having a nicely prepped car constantly squirm underneath you as you push harder and harder around a track.

Music - the type that lets you get lost in it.

John Robertson
04-23-2009, 15:35
Sitting in the sun in the late evening in midsummer, listening to the birds and insects, and Oskar the cat--------snoring!!!!
http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l28/JohnRobertson/snoring.jpg

smiway
04-23-2009, 15:40
Holding my three month old granddaughter and watching her smile at me. My fifth grandchild, all girls. They never cease to amaze me!

mich8261
04-23-2009, 17:32
Got any pictures of the moment?

just in my head :)

Bob Michaels
04-23-2009, 17:34
Meeting someone different, very different, while being in a very different, place. Talking, developing a short term relationship, finding all the things you really have in common in spite of the obvious differences, finding all of the differences in spite of the obvious commonalities. Making the most of the present time without knowing if your paths will ever cross again but knowing that if it does happen, both of you will be happy.

These are the times when things are so good that you do not bring out a camera because you know there is no way the feeling can be captured by any tangible means. But you know that it will be in your mind for some time.

rbiemer
04-23-2009, 17:41
Last Friday, I made time to hang out with my sister and a few of our friends. Fairly low key; a few beers, a little red wine, some good food and lots of great conversation. And some truly bad jokes. We've all known each other for a lot of years now and that sense of "home" when I get to spend time with these folks is stronger than ever. And it is the people not where we are that gives me this feeling. I stopped bringing a camera along to these gatherings a long time ago; there really isn't any need to because the people I would share the pictures with were/are all there.
Rob

swoop
04-23-2009, 18:11
When a girl I'm infatuated with turns out to feel the same.

Taxiing onto the runway and stopping at the hold short line to and giving the engine throttle. Then feeling gravity give out.

Rolling my mountain bike down a 50 degree decline over earth and jagged rocks and coming out of it with grace.

Exploring cities and small towns I've never been to before in the late hours of a summer evening when the streets are empty.

When an editor tells me I did good.

CraigK
04-23-2009, 18:36
Dogs

Darne Shotguns

Running

Single Malt

Grilled snipe on toasted French bread

charjohncarter
04-23-2009, 18:37
How about sitting down with the first 'real' guitar you ever had (1964 model purchased in 1964), and then playing 'La Comparsita' for the 4000th time. And you are by yourself and think that may have been the best I've ever played that tune.

Allen Quinn
04-23-2009, 18:43
Riding the Aprilia...knee down of course.

Twigs
04-23-2009, 18:48
landing a backside 360 when even the rude kids on the chairlift cheered, and then riding away like it's nothing.

sitting on a board just drifting, staring out into nothing but the sky, the ocean, and the line where they seem to meet, waiting for the next wave to come.

driving without having a destination.

any form of spinal decompression.

marke
04-23-2009, 19:11
Long distance running, long distance Nordic skiing. That's what keeps the demons out of my head.

I can relate. Even though I never ran, I was an ultra-marathon cyclist (200+ miles/day) in the '80s, and that's a sure cure for keeping the demons at bay. Now days, I'm satisfied with anything between 20 and 100 mile rides.

Aside from that, I experience much joy in singing. I'm not a professional, as my wife is (opera), but I love to sing in my church's choir. When we learn a piece well, and it's a well-written piece, you can feel a power running through you that no camera could ever accurately record. I also love spending time with my wife. She is truly my best friend. My dog is a close second. ;)

nikon_sam
04-23-2009, 20:27
I ride a road bike (not a motorcycle) sometimes it's climbing a tough hill and other times it's coasting down the other side...
I also do a bit of woodworking...so cutting into a nice piece of hardwood and feeling it as it's being cut...then smelling the wood after...

BTMarcais
04-23-2009, 22:01
The sound of 8 oars catching the water at the same moment while watching the sunrise over the river and feeling the water rush by.

The smell of my babies hair. and his happy laugh when I do something he thinks is funny (which is a lot more often than I try to apparently...;)).

-Brian

maddoc
04-23-2009, 22:17
I remember that feeling, sitting in a J3 Cup and waiting for the moment the tail-wheel lifts shortly before taking off a small grass-strip... :)

Roger Hicks
04-23-2009, 22:54
The Pleasures of the Flesh.
Guess it does not rank high here. :D

Why do you think I wrote, "Let's exclude the obvious" in the original post?

Most of us take that one for granted...

There are some wonderful word-paintings here. Even things I've never experienced, but always wanted to, like flying a small 'plane, are more real to me now thah they were.

Thanks everyone. This is one of the happiest threads I've ever seen.

Cheers,

R.

flip
04-24-2009, 00:06
I recently wrote to some friends about the sakura (cherry blossoms) that came and went over the last month in Japan. Expectedly, they requested some pictures, but barring a few shots, I had little interest in photographing the scene this year. I've tried before and found it just doesn't suit me to photograph this material. This is in contrast to the fall colors, which I love to shoot. More importantly, I realized that the enjoyability of the experience is to sit amid the trees and enjoy a picnic. The movement of falling blossoms. The community of others enjoying them around you. The feeling that the weather is subtly transitioning from cold to tepid. I cannot capture the experience. Moreover, I have realized that trying to do so takes time away from enjoying a very brief event.

maddoc
04-24-2009, 00:17
You lucky guys down in Honshu already could see the beautiful Sakura while we here in the north still look at blank trees ... :bang:

funkpilz
04-24-2009, 00:27
Listening to good music on a proper hifi is one of my most-treasured pastimes. In fact, I'll just be so bold to say that if you do it right, it is at least as good as sex. But of course, that's debatable.

Rob-F
04-24-2009, 00:28
one thing i enjoy as much as photography is listening to music on a good stereo.

joe

I could say that too. I "preserve old technology" that way, too. Marantz 7, Audio Research D76, Marantz 8b. Tschaikovsky, Mendelssohn, Rachmaninoff, etc.

But what what I meant to say was, working in my rose garden. Or sitting in it.

Mr_Flibble
04-24-2009, 00:34
I'm jealous of the open-cockpit flyboys here! ;)

I'll settle for taking a long drive with my friend in our 1943 Willys MB Jeep on a warm spring Sunday, after spending a day or two fixing the carburetor, oil pump, water pump and putting on the new windshield frame. Cold beers and a fine lunch somewhere in a picturesque village are optional.

skibeerr
04-24-2009, 00:36
Paddling my canoe -- there is a Zen quality for me that is unmatched by any other activity other than meditation itself. Then coming back to campsite for a meal from an open fire and some gorgeous cab franc, and/or single malt, and a Cuban. Cigar, that is.

I can do without the last bits, but give me the canoe.


Late afternoon on a quit north sea and that seal keeps following you.

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/2955135996_c8349c8be5.jpg?v=0

And paddling with my wife

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2851564900_4f88befd95.jpg?v=0

amateriat
04-24-2009, 01:04
Yes, the road bike thing, I've loved the ride for decades. Once, while I still lived in Manhattan, it was the 60-mile round-trip to Nyack, NY on a Saturday or Sunday morning, with 9W's serious climbs and wide-awake descents, followed by a hearty breakfast once I hit Nyack, often chatting with other cyclists (some having arrived from farther North), then taking a more-leisurely ride back to the city. Now, as a Brooklyn expat, the big ride is out to Fort Tilden in the Rockaways, through Gateway National Park (and past Floyd Bennett Field...had to put in an aviation reference, since so many others here have :)), and over the Gil Hodges Bridge. Tilden is a real beach with dunes, sparse crowds, and stories. I've been alone with my thoughts there, and close to galfriend there. The ride's the thing, but the destination resonates in a different way altogether. There is both invigoration and deep calming in the entire experience.

Then the ride home, the delicious feel of a deep stretch, an enveloping hot shower, that first sip of wine (or, failing that, a good craft brew), and the sound of a solo instrument working its way through the 'fi: Rachel Podger digging into Bach, Christina Ortiz tackling Villa-Lobos, Keith Jarrett stretching himself via his own compositions (quite literally: I'm thinking of his works for clavichord specifically), among many others. Staying away from the computers just long enough to get through a few old New Yorker pieces I've meant to read. Or, if it's just the right kind of quiet, keeping everything turned off and being deliciously still, alone or together.

It's all really about being in the moment, and relishing it.


- Barrett

alan davus
04-24-2009, 04:31
Gee, I love threads like this. I've been a keen hiker for more than 35 years and these days spend my annual break each Christmas tramping in the mountain areas of New Zealand, where possible in remoter areas without or with few tracks....... So for me it's crawling into my little tent just as the sun sets, camped high up in the mountains by a little alpine lake. I've finished dinner, the cold is setting in, my M6 has been put to bed and my down sleeping bag beckons.

sepiareverb
04-24-2009, 05:14
Standing on my front steps Tuesday: a gentle rain falling, a vernal pool full of wood frogs and peepers singing away, the most beautiful glow of light over everything. We've still not got any leaves out, and the grass is just beginning to green- so the light on all the bare dark wet branches was something else.

Trius
04-24-2009, 05:46
skibeerr: My next water pursuit will be building a skin-on-frame kayak.

NathanJD
04-24-2009, 06:37
For me it would be a recent experience:

Taking an easy drive with all the windows down on a cool evening after a very pleasant and cloudless day, meandering down to the beach with my 2 dogs and my partner to let the dogs off the lead and watch the sun go down.

Socializing with the other dog walkers and soaking in the ever carefree atmosphere compounded by the soft lapping noises of the shore while the smell of brine and beer from the local pub fills the nostrils; accompanied every now and again by a waft of charcoal smouldering on makeshift barbeques.

Everyone is together in the experience but the beach at low tide so vast that only on approaching those around you can you converse. Lovers walk the shoreline arm in arm, families play cricket in the sand, children laugh and sift the rock pools for little fish and crustaceans, the fellow dog walkers circle as the dogs play chase with their newest friends.

The feeling of the sand below the feet along with the subdued and low-angle sunlight and an overwhelming feeling that here above everywhere else you can exist free from the responsibilities and burdens of life and entirely separately from your surroundings therein making no lasting impact on them, despite the overwhelming impact they leave on you.

emraphoto
04-24-2009, 06:45
football (soccer over here in N.A.)

it just seems a ballet of exquisite beauty when i watch top notch clubs play. all that power and talent held (barely) in check by patience.

ELEPHANT by gus van sandt... especially the opening sequence. good cinema (of course a matter of ones opinion) has always proven to be a source of immense pleasure and inspiration for me.

Murray Kelly
04-24-2009, 06:49
Sitting in the square of a new city, sun shining, with the good lady wife and a couple of old friends and a glass of the local red in the hand - just watching the world go by.
Murray

Salamanca

StefanJozef
04-24-2009, 07:30
Riding a short distance time trial.......10 miles preferably, on my Italian Viner road bike, on fixed.....96inches with my Campag disc wheel with a bit of a tail wind......haven't been fit enough for two years but am determined to get fit enough next summer.

chris000
04-24-2009, 09:32
Watching the sea - it doesn't matter where (although I have my favourite places) but the sea has to be 'active' - no flat calm peaceful moments for me, the stormier the better with the wind and spray in my face .....

KoNickon
04-24-2009, 10:43
Several things come to mind:

The soft roar of bicycle tires on a smooth road.

Warm sun and silence on a mountaintop.

First tracks in newly fallen snow (on skis or on foot).

Bare feet on cool grass.

Gazing out to sea.

wray
04-24-2009, 10:59
Today I will enjoy spending the afternoon with my 3 year old grandson. We'll probably go to the park, feed the ducks in the lake and then set off to get an ice cream for him, an expresso for me while sitting outside watching the world go by and enjoy each other's company! Nothing better than this for me!

nikon_sam
04-24-2009, 12:46
Not trying to change the direction of this thread but there are a few smells out there that make me fell good or bring comfort...
Popcorn
Freshly cut grass
Someone barbecueing
Rain on the way
Orange blossoms
Pine trees in the mountains
The scent of your favorite perfume as it walks by
Freshly baked bread
Film in your camera
The exhaust of a finely-tuned classic car (my daughter will agree with this one)
Leather
Squeezing a spearmint leaf between your finger and then smelling them...

There are others but I'll stop here...

andrewteee
04-24-2009, 13:09
Nothing is better to me than a hike in the mountains or a snowshoe trek followed by a warm cabin filled with lasagna and a bottle of red wine, sweetie or friends at my side. Or a day in Pt. Reyes. Camera or not.

Larky
04-24-2009, 13:20
Frisbee. I really love Frisbee. Watching a film with my girl of an evening whilst eating a Chicken Stew with chunky big home made croutons. :) Hmmm.

brainwood
04-24-2009, 13:35
As roger started this with bikes:

A sunny dry winding B road, no trafffic and my hand on the throttle of my Honda Fireblade . One bum cheek off the seat and the world rushing beneath your knee.
Alternatively stopping for a pint on the vintage motorcycle club's Banbury run on a pre 1930 machine after 35 enjoyable miles riding with 500 other like minded and oil soaked people. To be topped only by a clean run up sunrising hill.
Chris

Michael P.
04-24-2009, 13:51
Standing at sunset on the deck that I built and wondering how I ever got a house with a view of the Pacific Ocean.
Lying in bed at night and listening to the sound of the surf down the hill.
The sight and sound of the wind through the pines around the house.
My wife showing me her latest craft creation.
The cats curling up next to me for company.

dave lackey
05-06-2009, 04:34
On the first warm day of early Spring, driving with my bride in the MG for hours through urban traffic and arriving at altitude on the Blue Ridge Parkway; dropping the convertible top, securing the tonneau cover; snicking the gearshift into first gear as the exhaust barks and enjoying the panoramic view while the wind rushes through our hair.

Simply heaven, that pure, natural feeling of "nakedness".

Tom A
05-06-2009, 08:54
Arriving at a new destination - no preconceptions of what to expect.

Start of a long road trip - both in times of miles to go and time to spend.

Finding a book you don't want to end.

Watch the sea roll in and knowing that it doesn't give a hoot about politics or other human endeavours - and will keep rolling long after we are all gone.

Waking up in the morning and realizing that it is a new day - with new possibilites (and at my age - with no major aches and pain).

Finishing a project you have procrastinated over for a long time.

Wasting time with insignificant tasks - just for the hell of it.

dave lackey
05-06-2009, 11:30
...what else makes you feel good? Let's exclude the obvious, but how about this: a beautiful, warm spring day, one of the finest motorcycles ever made (1978 BMW R100RS) and a pretty girl on the back?

Earlier today (Thursday) I took my 18-year-old 'adopted daughter' to Thouars to catch the train home to stay with her father for a long weekend and see her boyfriend. The envy of others was palpable: spring day, classic bike, beautiful girl (even if they did guess she was a daughter, or thought, 'dirty old man'). She has seen the envy too, and laughed (with me) at it.

I didn't even bother to take a camera. Yes, I could construct a shot that summarized it, but that would be a question of casting/props/movie still production, not the sort of photography I normally do.

Other offers on things you can't photograph? Again, barring the obvious, which could rapidly descend into pornography. Life is for living: we can't (and maybe shouldn't) shoot too much of it.

Tashi delek,

R.


Aw, mannnnn.....Roger, you have planted a seed that wants to take root and grow! A 1982 BMW R100RT (http://dealer.sold.com/moredetails.html?94983064&sitecode=bluemooncyclelink) :eek:

http://www.bluemooncycle.com/bikes_classic.htm


Grrrr.....

-doomed-
05-06-2009, 18:04
I find that third gear bearing down on 80 mph nearing 7,000 rpm(the sound of the engine sucking in air and the exhaust nearing the same harmonic tone is fantastic) in a car i basically tore apart and rebuilt a week before going full bore on school work makes me happy. Theres a feeling that driving something youve personally been involved in the process of "building" and pushing it to its limits that really makes me happy. I can't explain it , but since you ride a motorcycle im sure you can understand. I have yet to make my entrance into motorcycles as I havent overcome the fear of being run over ( my last three cars got rear ended by morons not paying attention and one was hit head on totalling the car) I have a bike lined up if i ever do get over it. I have every intent of cutting it up and rebuilding it as well.
Mechanical things and the ability to rebuild and enjoy them is what makes me tick i guess.

Harry S.
05-06-2009, 18:33
- Games of pool (billiards) with mates at a nice pub

- Long sunny afternoons spent with friends around a BBQ relaxing and laughing

- Thrashing a fast car on a deserted windy mountain road in the early hours of the morning. Hearing the exhaust reverberate off the walls with the windows down. Especially when its a turbo.

-Driving in car and a great song comes on the radio and singing along

-Long hot showers in the morning when youre sick.

Things I like :-)

al1966
05-06-2009, 18:35
Putting the key in the door of a flat after youve been homeless, a divine relief
Living with a beautiful person, (not so much in the superficial sense)
A dog
Fine food (I like French the most)
Finding new and interesting music
Writing short passages
Pain and fatigue free days or hours
Good books
Good coffee
Cigarettes
Blue and White cups
The feeling of a summer shower on a hot day
Bedford river bank
Love

Monstah
05-06-2009, 18:40
I have to re-iterate what others have said. This is a wonderful, uplifting thread.

For me, I love being with my wife and 2 year old daughter. Nothing gives me more joy or pleasure.

Looking out of my window of a morning over our 10 acres is something that always makes me smile regardless of the weather. Much as I wouldn’t swap the countryside of the UK on a bright summers day for anywhere, I’d never have been able to have the space I have here in Australia.

CK Dexter Haven
05-06-2009, 19:28
My Favorite Things:
• A box of kittens.
• Rollercoasters.
• Inline skating along Ipanema and Copacabana beaches, or in Central Park.
• Waking up in Rio.
• Opening the box from KEH.
• Watching an old movie, alone: Charade, To Catch a Thief, The Philadelphia Story, Bringing Up Baby, Bell Book and Candle....
• A Syracuse basketball game.
• Any Formula 1 race, but especially Spa, Monaco, or Australia.
• A new suit, just back from the tailor.
• "Freshly laundered bedding" — good one, JJ. I'm stealing this.
• AMC Theaters in San Diego.
• Rounds 9 and 10: Buster Douglas vs Mike Tyson.
• Godiva Milk Chocolate Pecan Caramel Bouchées.
• Häagen-Dasz Cherry Vanilla ice cream at midnight.
• Ham and scrambled eggs at Coffee Shop or Waffle House.
• First Class international air travel.
• A Panerai.
• The Apple store.
• A beautiful, sun-kissed woman in a black bikini.
• Thursday night sitcoms.
• Hotel rooms.
• My cousin's blueberry pancakes.
• Red Sox spanking the Yankees.

dave lackey
05-07-2009, 01:09
Getting a paycheck.

blackwave
05-07-2009, 08:15
72 degrees on a spring day in Kansas City, walking across the great lawn at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art with my son strapped snugly to my chest.. hours to kill.

Ahhh...

kshapero
05-07-2009, 08:57
Putting in 20 miles or so on some backs roads on my bike, coming home and swimming, then sitting on the porch with a bourbon on ice and watch the sun go down, preferably with a camera.

rumbliegeos
05-07-2009, 09:19
Just found this thread, and many of the pleasures mentioned so far resonate with me. One more is to view a really well-crafted documentary film or television program. Visiting a greenhouse full of blooming flowers during the depths of a Maine winter is another.

Jack Ketch
05-07-2009, 13:07
I like to wake up in a 500 thread count set of sheets on my oaken-hewed bed, with a fine Cohiba cigar still smoldering in my mouth, along with my fine silk pajamas soaked with a vintage cognac, with hints of mulberry and seaweed, which I will wring out and swallow immediately, spilling just a little on my expensive Mac Powerbook.

In my bed will be a splendid 18 year old chanteuse, who will perform various ministrations on me until I am satiated.

At this point, as I feel consciousness intruding on my previous state of bliss, I will ingest 6 freshly prescribed Vicodin ES tablets, along with a wonderful mint tea highly sweetened with 12 lumps of "Parrot" brand Turbinado sugar.

Slowly, I will arise, and turn on my excellent 56" Pansonic plasma TV connected to a Blu Ray DVD player loaded with an amusing 1930's Hal Roach production, preferably a "Little Rascals" episode featuring a young "Spanky", or perhaps "The Piano Movers" with Laurel and Hardy.

As I watch the humorous performance, the opioids and the brandy will slowly kick in, I strap on my 1965 Rolex "James Bond" Submariner, and that's when I stumble to the shed and mount my lovingly restored 1944 Reichswehr BMW motorcycle with a fully operable all-original Bren gun mounted in the sidecar, at which point I will take to the highway at 90 mph.

A sturdy, loyal little native bearer will accompany me, manning the Bren gun, and carrying a large Corinthian leather rucksack filled with a small brick of Afghan opium, a flask containing cask strength 1956 vintage Laphroaig whisky, and 3,000 rounds of hollow-point ammunition.

Laughing gaily, with the ocean lapping the shore on my left, and the sun smiling down on a perfect day, I will veer my motorcycle at various slower motorists, shouting "Out of the way, peons!", as my sassy bearer sprays those too obstreperous to yield with a merry hail of live ammunition.

At this point I will ingest several panes of fine, 1960's Owlsley acid, and roar into a 5 star Napa restaurant for some wonderful Kobe beef, goat vindaloo and a jeroboem of Chateau Yquem.

Satiated, we shall forsake photography, yet manage to record our perfect day with a Red video camera, in high def, which when sober we will realize contains footage salable to "Girls Gone Wild".

It has been a fine day, with fine accouterments, suitable for a person of impeccable and highly refined tastes, such as ourself.

We give thanks for being in this world. Feh, on that Leica M8. To the garbage pail with it.

JohnTF
05-07-2009, 13:58
Took me a few days,

A great Margeaux, you know, the one where everyone stops talking at the same time and smiles, a silencer, shared with friends.

Getting the MG Roadster in to overdrive, and remembering to shut it off before putting it in reverse.

A true teachable moment in front of students you have made interested in something they never thought much about before.

Spending even the smallest amount of time with my most excellent friend Melinda, who is giving up two years to the Peace Corps in El Chico in Mexico developing eco tourism. On about the 30th anniversary of our friendship, I had the chef open a 79 Chateau d'Yquem, which made me instant friends with everyone there. Amazing how good people's eyes are. ;-)

Being above ground.

Regards, J

Roger Hicks
05-07-2009, 13:59
What's been so charming about this thread is that it's mostly been real. Things we've done, or could do, without ill-written fantasies or carping attacks. Even if it's something outside our own experience, such as flying light aircraft in my case, we can begin to share the joy.

Two days ago, I had an e-mail from some friends who live 600 miles away but dropped in this afternoon for a barbecue. So this morning, I went into Loudiun on the BMW, solo, to buy bread and salad ingredients. Frances and Aditi were still asleep. Much as I love to have either on the pillion, there's also a lot to be said for riding solo sometimes: the 'bike is faster and nimbler. It's one of my favourite roads in all the world, with twisties plus a short straight where I can easily top 100 mph. Today I hit 110. And it's a road I need to take just to go to the nearest supermarket. Blessed am I among men.

The meal was great. Barbecued leg of lamb; good bread; Greek salad. Just before we'd finished, Aditi's boyfriend called. They've been together 2 months today. She said she'd call him back after she'd finished her lamb, and she did. For an hour and a half. I was joyful for her. Both times. How could I not be? In six days, Frances and I will have been together 28 years. Andrew and Carole (the friends at the BBQ) have been together even longer.

Love is, indeed, what makes the world go 'round. I love Frances most of all, and Aditi next. But I also love Andrew and Carole. And (in a different way) my old BMW.

It's easy to be snide, joking, slick. Most people here haven't been. Thanks.

Love,

R.

JohnTF
05-07-2009, 14:07
Things are a bit wonky, my post ended up in front of Roger's, so I was searching to see that it was not double posted. I was informed by the software that I had to wait 30 seconds between searches, and to try again in 4842 seconds, -- now where is that calculator --

Roger, no one can top your post, good food, good wine, good friends, good God let's eat. No sacrilege intended of course.

Sante. Have no idea if this gets posted. ;-)

J