Bruce Daley

There is a pool not far from where I live. My neighbors introduced me to the practice. After midnight we would climb over the fence and swim naked in the pool. Very refreshing.

For sometime I have wanted to write a play. Don’t ask me why. Although my skills as an author are improving they have never expanded past the point of autobiography or journalism. On Saturday I finally took the big plunge and started. My play is not expected to be a commercial success. What labor of love ever is?

The reason for this post is because I am looking for help. At this stage it would be useful to hear from anyone here has ever written a play before and is willing to share what the experience was like.

Also any posts of encouragement and or scolding me not to shrink from the challenge would be welcome.

Its fun to be considered an expert in your field so long as the field is a worthy one. No one should want to be an expert in the field of being a screw-up for example.

I have won two small tournaments. You have to be very cautious at the beginning and then change your style of play as the game advances. It helps to be very lucky as well.

is great especially if you have to go to Germany to do it.

Marriage is man’s natural estate which is unfortunate for a lot of women.

Being a journalist is a lot of fun. You get to meet a lot of new people, eat a lot of free food, and everyone has to be nice and say flattering things to you no matter how they really feel. In fact, it is a lot like being in a wedding, except you have don’t get to fool around at the end (usually) and then you have to write about it.

If you have the right kind of personality, starting your own business is a great thing to do, but not for everyone

Starting in college, I seem to end up seeing a Broadway show every few years. Although every experience was pleasant, I can’t say it was all that interesting especially compared with the theater I have seen in London.

My practice of yoga began the day after 9/11.

I visited Sweden not once, but twice both times for business. Since the country is cold and expensive, it does not receive anywhere near the number of tourists most countries do.

My marathon was run in Boston, where I lived at the time. It was great experience, but a hard one.

Earlier this summer, an accomplished diver at the Aviator’s Pool casually mentioned a back flip was the easiest dive to learn. Of course I wanted to try it! Although he was a good diver, he may have landed a few too many times on his head to be a good instructor (which may have been why he didn’t have any hair) because he did not bother to tell me much else besides jump backwards, tuck my knees, and avoid hitting my head on the board. After following his advice and landing painfully on several different parts of my anatomy I was finally able to land feet first. What a trill!

Here is how I did it.

First I walked to the end and turned around with my back to the pool. Then I backed my left foot, then my right foot, over the edge of the board. My weight was resting entirely on the balls of my feet so I had to extend my arms to maintain my balance. Once I found my balance, I lower my arms to my side because I had seen divers do this in the Olympics. Pushing down with my toes and bending my knees, I raised my arms to depress the springboard. According to the experts, I should have raised my arms above my head while pushing down, and dropped my arms back down to my sides while bending my knees. Then I lifted my chest up and tilted my head back and pulled my knees to my chest and I landed feet first in the water. Victory!