(No, it’s not what you think.)

I’ve been trying to pick up a few new D.R.U.G.S. recently and suddenly found myself wandering down memory lane.  So this is an interlude post.  In between my days of work and self cultivation.  Everyone needs a change of pace once in a while.

In high school, we were encouraged to create our own extra curricular groups as part of expanding our non-academic skills: rock climbing, scuba diving, volunteer work, environmental clean up, yearbook editing, working with local schools, community drama, etc.  I taught a martial arts class, though it was a rather casual affair.  Unofficially, a friend and I created our own little activity group, D.R.U.G.S. – Doing Random Useless Good Skills.

What did we achieve?  Pretty random, pretty useless things I suppose, like juggling, tree climbing, balancing acrobatics, tossing peanuts into the air and catching them in your mouth, and the such… Since graduating I have also acquired the (rather useful) skill of cracking an egg with one hand, and the (rather useless) party trick of shaping my tongue into a clover.

Perhaps D.R.U.G.S. is a good example of positive procrastination?  (At least there’s an end result, no matter how useless.)

Right now I am struggling like an over-turned beetle (and possibly annoying my downstairs neighbour) trying to get myself off the ground in a kip-up.  This may take a while (the other point of D.R.U.G.S. I suppose is making meaningless targets that you will achieve, whether you think you can or not, at least you’d give it a good go!  And fun is a side effect…), but when it happens, I’ll have another “skill” in my back pocket.

Who knows when you’ll need to get off the ground in style?


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