Excuses excuses

There are two hobbies that I'm interested in, but have been shy to ignite. BUT NOTE - I have really, really good excuses for my avoidance.

Allow me to explain...

Photography takes a lot of money. There are all these filters, and lenses, and the act of annoying people by pausing to take pictures all the time. Film photography I could probably get into due to the chemistry involved, but who has the extra space for a dark room? Below is a picture from NASA of the Venus Transit last year. I can't compare, so why bother? The best I can do is know that natural light is better than artificial, or so I've been told.

Excuses excuses.

NASA, killing it. That tiny black thing is a planet. SOOO COOOL.

The other hobby is riding bikes. I was a bike-riding fiend when I was a kid, but back then I lived in an actual village. Roads would get so abandoned that you might actually use the high beams in your car! Lately bikes represent danger to me. Drivers are fucking texting on cell phones. But worst of all, I have no clue how to fix a bike malfunction! I know emergency bike maintenance is not rocket science, like taking that cool NASA picture up there, but something about it intimidates me. So why get a bike? I might get hurt and stranded.

Excuses excuses.

But you know what, fuck this noise. It's important to remember that we do other things. These excuses, these mechanisms to be hard on yourself for not being an endlessly energetic sponge of new ideas and activities, need to be squashed. There's a deeper reason for these excuses, and that reason can be summed up in one word - priorities. I prioritize going to farmer's markets and making peach jalepeno jelly. I prioritize binging on good TV shows through Netflix. I prioritize this blog. I prioritize other things, and these aforementioned excuses exist just to make me feel bad.

So let's rephrase.

I choose to not, presently, dive into photography or bike riding.

Done.