July 20 2009 There's always something

I've always wanted to be cooler than I was, and I generally have achievable definitions of cool, like Mercedes-Benz ownership, making something useful out of junk, being a supporter instead of a criticizer, being able to help someone with their Calc 3 homework while I slack off, gutting a car, soccer, writing a webpage. Some things I'm not so cool at, like hacky-sack, skateboarding, basketball, photography, net-speak, knowing lyrics and artists and names to songs, weilding power hand tools, painting fingernails, experimenting with ilicit stuff, using a sewing machine, remembering my left from my right.

At tai-chi camp I flaunted a "cool" thing I just learned how to do by opening beer bottles with flat objects like pocket knives, key fobs, and bic lighters. I was really tired of everyone trying to use this little lame claw-like thingie to pry off the lid one wrinkle at a time.

My husband taught me this trick. He's about all the types of cool I will never be, and facilitates the types of cool I'm capable of. He, however, is still cooler.

He can remove a bottle cap with anything. Anything! Case in point:


I'm not so hot at catching the "right moment" but this is just after the "right moment." I stopped his progress so I could prep the camera (auto) and then shot when the top popped but I missed it anyway.

Tomorrow's word: point.