Author Archives: Jacqueline Ashby

Going home soon to be with my sea and my peeps. Dark, deep, and tumultuous…she trains you to survive the unexpected. #ImpactZone #Mavericks #ThemBones #RidingGiants

My boy with his idol. Big wave rider & legend Jeff Clark @ Mavericks. Seen above in Riding Giants.

Ummm…I’m trippin’ on acoustic levitation right now. Wow. Limitless. Destin did an episode on it last year. Yep, let’s levitate something dude! I’m officially obsessed. The slow mo on it is pretty epic. 🙂

Lead, kindly Light! amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home,
Lead thou me on:
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.

The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried:
You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;
And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,
Yet you look aslant at the Lone Trail, yet the Lone Trail lures you on.

~ The Lone Trail by Robert W. Service

3 pins left?! C’mon Will! You can do this. I’m there with you. Focus. Close your eyes. Visualize yourself rolling that ball at full force and smashing those pins like only a lawyer on death row could! Bahaha! Channel Harvey! Bahaha! To hell with those Harvard boys! Go Boston Will! Go! You got this! Hey where’s Dex?

Wow! Wow! What a tool?! More at Complete Anatomy Lab and peruse their tutorials and learning areas.

A reminder of a way to be.
Why children’s drawings matter from Delphine Burrus on Vimeo.

“I have a theory that there is something in the Italian landscape which inclines even the most stolid nature to romance.”

I’m such a sap for period pieces. Bahaha! Best book. Best movie. Best song. Brings back fond memories of Firenze. Dammit. I love opera. Kiri Te Kanawa knocks Puccini’s O Mio Babbino Caro out of the park. C’mon…sing it with me…I know you want to… :).

O mio babbino caro
mi piace, è bello, bello.
Vo’andare in Porta Rossa
a comperar l’anello!

Sì, sì, ci voglio andare!
e se l’amassi indarno,
andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,
ma per buttarmi in Arno!

Mi struggo e mi tormento!
O Dio, vorrei morir!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!

Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It’s a new dawn
It’s a new day
It’s a new life
And I’m feeling good.