Blah I’m antsy cos it’s rainin’ and I won’t be able to play basketball. Have improved my skills drastically by reading David Halberstam’s book on Michael Jordan and watching Pete Maravich videos. Doin’ things some people forgot about. 

It’s been a recurring theme in my life lately, claiming things that should have been mine in childhood.  Watching movies I wasn’t old enough to appreciate, like Private Parts or True Romance.

Back to the Jordan book, he drove himself by making enemies, real or imagined. I’ve been thinking about this too. How in the past I wanted to be everything to everyone and get along with everybody. Now though, I feel it’s okay to have enemies to motivate oneself. People who are just awful and need to learn better and deserve to get figuratively dunked on.