"She says it helps with the lights out..."

Current Mood/Status: +5
Currently Doing: waiting for Betsy to arrive
Song of the Day: Leif Erikson, Interpol

So...I've been meaning to write another entry for a few days, but I keep forgetting or not having the will to write enough. Well...hopefully this one'll do for at least a bit. Getting my thoughts out, that is, so that you can read them and I (from the future) can reminisce.

Last..Thursday, was it? Perhaps Wednesday. Last week, we got Mr. Bretscher to turn the lights off while we were swimming. That is, since we had a late practice (after the girls, so probably sixish by the time we were in the water), he turned on the underwater lights. We asked him to shut down the overhead lights (as many as possible, anyways; everything in the pool, but not the hallway behind the stands), and he, surprisingly, obliged. It was outrageously cool. The water from below the surface looked exceptionally surreal, and the water from the surface or just above looked intensely sharp and defined. Especially with differently colored goggles (switching around teal, orange, and dark grey). The pace clock/scoreboard, too, with its huge glowing red numerals looked somehow ominous. Underwater, during the actual swimming parts of the sets, whenever a few people happened to pass in front of the lights at the same time, everything in lanes three and four (the middle lanes, of six, of course) fell shadowed; it was all wonderful.

Well...I don't know about going through a practice with a bunch of guys under the conditions, but it was really, really cool all the same. I even told Johnny that I'd blog about it, which I now have (as soon as I hit "Publish Post", anyways). Hmm...additionally, I believe that everybody came to the conclusion that if we tempted fate for too long, that, with the correct lighting and atmosphere all set up like that, either people would have to start getting pulled under and killed, or they'd have to start making out. It was just one of those situations from movies, you know? Yeah, like that.

And...I'm going to go now, because I have things important and immediate, or, at least, moreso than blogging right this moment.

I'm really pretty darn happy with everything right now, though. Except that there are never enough hours in each day.