According to my logs, yesterday was the first time I’d been on a dive for two months. That’s sad. But it was a nice appetizer and now I’m ready to hit the mine for some nice long dives. Sadly, my weekend schedule over the next month is completely full - scouting activities, dive shows, and obligations around the house. Life is just crazy sometimes.
The dives were fun, and I was nice and toasty. I got to try my new DiveRite RX10 light. It worked great, and I was more impressed with the soft handle than I thought I would be. I’m looking forward to getting it into a cave where the water is clearer so I can see it work without the backscatter of the lake.
This is going to be an awesome talk. Any history buffs and underwater enthusiasts in the area should make it a point to attend.
Last night we visited the book fair at Charlie’s elementary school. After perusing the shelves, he chose Ben Hatke’s Zita the Spacegirl comic. I balked, feeling compelled to coach him toward a book that I felt was more substantial, less comic-y, more “readerly” … Then I remembered Neil Gaiman’s warning about pushing my reading choices on him, rather than endorsing and encouraging books that he will be thrilled to go home and devour.
So I paused, and then said, “Neil Gaiman says you can get the book you’re excited to read.” And I was excited that he chose a book about a spacegirl, and Charlie agreed to read aloud to me from it, and we went home happy, and I am so looking forward to reading Zita this weekend.
Words to remember from Neil Gaiman.