On this day, I did something new. It was to get a pedicure… a fish pedicure. I’ve heard it tickles and it’s a fun experience. When I posted it online, I got several comments, mostly good, but some negative. The negative comments bothered me. Why are people so upset over this? Can fish really spread disease? Aren’t they just nibbling away at my skin? Is it really inhumane to do this? Is this just some sort of hating? Is this pushing animal rights too far?

Thinking back, I can’t believe that the few negative comments is what first popped into my mind for this day. I’ve had so many positive comments and likes but for some reason, the negatives are what I remember?

I’m conflicted on how to write this day. On one hand, I want to say that the fish pedicure was a positive experience. When I do some research on this though, it does seem inhumane, even to fish. And that makes me want to say it was a negative that I paid for something like this.

But regardless of how I write about it, it already happened, and there’s nothing I can do to change it. The only thing I can do right now, is to reflect and take away something learned.

What did I learn? That everyone has something to say, no matter what you do. That experiences are what they are, regardless of good or bad. It’s an experience, and I should be grateful I could even do something like this.

Yes, it doesn’t seem nice to fish to leave them in a tank and feed them dead skin feet. Sounds gross, actually. Yes, I’m not even sure how clean that water is, and maybe there is a chance I’d catch some disease. But now I’ve learned and moved on. To be honest, I think my chances of catching a disease from a fish pedicure are as high as breaking my leg from jumping off cliffs. Either way, I”m still alive, I didn’t catch anything, and haven’t broken legs.

This post was not written in one sitting. It was also filled with other life notifications. I’m trying to get better at sitting down and writing straight without interruptions. It’ll be better as I practice being more present and mindful.

Thanks for reading thus far all. Remember to be grateful that we aren’t fishes in a tank waiting to be fed dead human skin. Or… are we??

Baseball. Baseball. Just in case you didn’t get the notice that today is baseball day. In 2017, it was fantasy baseball draft day. In 2019, it’s Opening Day. It means it’s time to start staring at the waiver wire looking for hot sauce free agents and staring at my team roster willing them to get me points. All for the hope that in 6 months, the cookie crumbled in the right way to lead me to a championship season.

My first baseball draft was in 2008. I can’t believe this is my 12th year in fantasy baseball. Since my first draft, I’ve lived in 3 cities, 13 apartments, held 6 jobs, went to Korea 7 times, visited 13 other countries, and won 0 baseball championships.

When I think back like this, my life has been great. I’ve had so many great opportunities and experiences. I am trying to be grateful for it all, even the 0 championships. Cause behind that number, I’ve at least made the playoffs 50% of the time and got second place in 2018. It’s not perfect, nor will it ever be, but I’m fine with those outcomes. Fantasy baseball has been a great way to keep in touch with friends.

Anyways, lots of thoughts on baseball today. Ironically in 2017, I spent most of the day thinking about the draft while walking around Chiang Mai. I actually think I wrote a post about it… maybe I’ll find it later.

This post has been everywhere. It’s taken me over an hour to write this tiny post! Couldn’t concentrate with trying to do so much. I’m trying to be more present and focused on one task at a time. Multi tasking is evil. Anyhoooo going to stop writing now.

I’ve heard amazing things about Chiang Mai. Some people say it’s their favorite city in Thailand. There’s culture, delicious food, and tons of activities. I got to enjoy all of that, but more importantly, I was there because of their reliable internet.

You see, my fantasy baseball draft was happening the next day, and I couldn’t afford to be in a place where the internet was spotty. Also, I wanted to be in a place I could draft for a few hours without interruptions. I ended up booking a place at the Le Meridian, which was by far one of the nicest hotels I’ve stayed at in my life. Once I got checked in, the first thing I did was to make sure that a.) I had internet and b.) I could load the ESPN draft page. Baseball fantasy drafts are extremely important. Entire trips, events, marriages, babies being born, etc. must be scheduled around this time.

I forgot to mention that I was in Myanmar earlier in this day. I sent out some postcards that morning and some of them didn’t even get to their destination until a couple weeks after this trip ended. Meaning the postcards took over a month to arrive. At least they got there though. I’m sure they had a rough, long journey.