Pediartics

On the way to the karate camp today I noticed a sign that said "Pediartics" instead of "Pediatrics". I'm pretty sure the sign is not new, but I've never noticed the mistake before, which should have been really obvious. I looked at the back of the sign as we passed because it was too late to do a double take, and the back side was correct. I thought maybe I just had a dyslexic moment. However on the way home, I looked again just to make sure, and it was definitely wrong. A few weeks ago at a frozen yogurt place they had signs on the wall in which they spelled "protien" and "yougurt". I mean, really? How do you call yourself a legit establishment if you can't even spell the name of your product correctly? That's so embarrassing.

I think it's so interesting that life never gets old. At karate camp there were people aging from 6 to 50-something, all learning the same thing. Maybe learning it for the first time, or refining it, or seeing it from a different perspective, but everyone can get something out of it. No matter how old you get, there are always new experiences to have and new things to learn. Life is so big.

We did tai chi in the rain, and it reminded me of this blog. There are a lot of similarities between karate and dancing.

Life is big, but also fragile. This past week, two brothers from my high school got hit by a drunk driver and one of them died and the other is apparently recovering, but I don't know what kind of condition he was in. I didn't know them except their names and they might have been in my physics class. But this is the third person from my graduating class that has died in a car crash. It's weird to think, we're all just going along and eventually we will all drop off, some earlier than others, but it's going to keep happening at a faster rate as we age. I'm not even good friends with that many people from my high school, but it's kind of sad when a bunch of facebook friends post sad statuses about how life is too short and thoughts and prayers go out to the family.