Monthly Archives: November 2005
Always forward, always onward
Today is my thirty-fifth birthday. I’m sitting on the balcony of the Mutiny Hotel looking out onto the ocean. O.J. Simpson is staying here. Mary Alice’s Uncle Brian struck up a conversation with him down at the bar earlier today. … Continue reading
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The Pickle
Friday afternoon and I’m spent from an extra-long jam session. Just me, sitting and strumming in this very chair in front of this very desk, but a jam session just the same. I’ll be making an unscheduled appearance at work … Continue reading
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The Thread
Walking around the neighborhood yesterday my mind became open and receptive in a peculiar way, creating a state in which my imagination sparked, caught fire and spread in all directions. Once again “the book” began to write itself in my … Continue reading
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So now what?
Spent a lot of time reorganizing my old emails and word files these past few days. I’m not sure why I’m so hung up on preserving and reliving the past. I know I’m a nostalgic son of a gun and … Continue reading
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Catching Leaves
Yesterday I ran around the park trying to catch falling leaves, and people seemed to think I was out of my mind. I fucking laid out with a fully extended dive to catch my first leaf, and I instantly felt … Continue reading
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Life
At the moment, this is how I understand my life: What I’m aware of and how I respond to that awareness are both shaped and conditioned by social conventions. Every now and again my awareness expands beyond my conditioning and … Continue reading
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