Today we decided to ride our motorcycle to Santa Barbara Stern's Wharf for lunch. It was almost the last ride for me and my friend Vu. The weather was great. The friendship was warm. The lunch was good. The ocean was calming. On our way back, while riding on the fast lane of the 2-lane 101 freeway at 75 mph, a car in front clipped a parked car on the right side emergency lane, spun out suddenly in front of Vu, blocking almost the whole lane, with enough room on the right side for Vu to sneak through, then I followed. If we went 5 seconds faster, I probably wouldn't be writing this. Life is always full of surprise and it gave us enough excitement of a day.


May be I should go back to decoding the Vigenere Cipher for fun, instead of riding my motorcycle? Le chiffre indéchiffrable, the unbreakable cipher of Blaise de Vigenere, is probably safer?



Again, I remember seeing the following quote on the web but nobody seemed to be able to identify the original author:


Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving
safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in
sideways, thoroughly used, totally worn out and loudly
proclaiming: "Wow, what a trip!