Bill Murray's Socks

2009-02-19T16:01:00.000-08:00

Today I climbed a mountain...actually I lied... in order to be considered a mountain you must be at least 1000 feet tall... this falls 30 feet short.I tried jumping.

2008-11-30T03:48:00.000-08:00

Last week, I was given a gift that will test my ability to be nutritious and nurturous (a word that should really be in the dictionary). Included in this gift was a bag of soil, 2 bags of seeds and an elephant to quench the thirst and to serve to the seedlings, their beverage of choice. I have been given the gift of food, the gift of life, the gift of wheatgrass. Now, this is a completely

2008-10-20T11:49:00.000-07:00

My Cure for the Common Cold

2008-10-05T16:06:00.000-07:00

It is apparent that the changing of the seasons has come, and along with it, my health. After 4 months of easy breathing and simple sleeping, my immune system has taken a rest and decided to send me to bed, but not before inflating my head. It’s been so long since I’ve been caught in the crossfire of an epic battle, but my immune system, so it seems, has come up with a robust and reinforced

Nature Took It All Back

2008-07-27T21:48:00.000-07:00

Weeds grow through our sidewalks,and rain turns cars to rustWind puts out our cigarettes,and the sun turns skin to dustMoss grows on our homes you see,and roots cause roads to crackAnts will march away our fruit,When nature takes it back.

2008-06-08T19:45:00.000-07:00

Let's face it -- English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are

Beautiful Translations

2008-05-28T21:36:00.000-07:00

Hay cientos de idiomas en el mundo, pero una sonrisa los hablan todo. 세계에 있는 언어의 수백이 있다, 그러나 미소는 그들을 전부 말한다. Il y a des centaines de langues dans le monde, mais un sourire les parle tout. Es gibt Hunderte von Sprachen in der Welt, aber ein Lächeln spricht sie alle. 有成百在世界上的语言，但是一个微笑说他们大家。Ci sono delle centinaia di lingue nel mondo, ma un sorriso parla tutti loro. Er zijn honderden talen in de

2008-05-04T00:07:00.000-07:00

Its as though she holds the sun in her handsand it shows in the way she shinesshe is what keeps you warmshe is an influence on what you are growing to beand is successful in brightening up your day.Oh and how she must enjoy a power so greatas to make clothing optional whenever shes aroundand although she may not know it,she has something that keeps you alive

2008-04-30T18:15:00.000-07:00

Dear Old Greenland

2008-04-19T11:47:00.000-07:00

Friends, Greenland is a place where souls go to dry outIt is a vast and terrifying place of ice fields and tundraBereft of fire and in the horror of its imposing irrelevanceThere is a peaceThe peace of painThe peace of nothingWell friends, I’m going thereFear is lying dying in the sandsAnd it’s breathing from the gills of my Greenland.

Learning from the Master

2008-04-03T16:38:00.001-07:00

Today was a super special day, as I was lucky enough to meet the Master of the djembe, hailing out of Guinea, Mamady Keita. For such a little guy he packs quite the punch when it comes to percussion. He schooled me in more ways than one, as I was taught, and then later amazed by his ability to show me up. An African percussion show will be taking place this Saturday at 1415 Broad St, in which

2008-04-03T16:34:00.000-07:00

2008-03-27T13:11:00.000-07:00

Today I saw a hawk fly away with a baby bunny in its mouth......fucking hawks....I can only hope that tomorrow will give to me, the pleasure of observing a baby bunny fly away with a hawk in its mouth......think about it...

2008-03-27T10:27:00.001-07:00

My First Poem

2008-03-13T09:41:00.000-07:00

The first night of the rest of your lifeand the relationship of sole and cobblestonewas never so slender,your feet hardly nudged the ground.Just as alive as I wasand more alive than I am.We sat in a place with a viewA place where one could look down if they wanted toA place where the sound of an 8 peice lived in our headsJust for an hour or two.A place where my taste was contended,A place where

The Fork Contagion

2008-02-28T17:58:00.000-08:00

Imagine the world the day we run out of forks and are forced to eat with our hands. Only then shall we aspire to make friends with the masses of the chopstick user. Sure we could ignore the epidemic completely and attempt to make use of our other cutleries; however, spoons are certainly not practical when dealing with noodles. No longer will we abuse the presence of our silver counterpart by

Ships.

2008-02-23T09:04:00.001-08:00

Friendships, relationships and all the other shipsThat sail through the storms in the waters of our livesThe pleasant times are yoursYou're going to need them to surviveGive romance a whirl and maybe play a game or twoIt all may seem frivolous to your practical sidebut the relaxation will energize youfor days to comeand they will come

Behold, a Coat for the Cold

2008-02-22T22:07:00.000-08:00

Today I bought a new sweater.It’s black and as light as a feather.It won’t keep my dry from the weather.For that, a coat could do better.

Aum is where the Heart is

2008-02-22T21:59:00.000-08:00

Floating back towards the little rock where I have decided to take off my jacket and stay awhile. I have recently discovered Mom doesn’t take kindly to the fact I am calling it home.

The Moustache of Understanding

2008-01-13T12:22:00.000-08:00

Feeling fresh this morning as I have been groomed like a favoured pet at Christmas. Evidently Christmas had come late this year. My whiskers were graven, and I was clean-shaven, a practitioner of hair conditioner, propositioned only under the condition that I was conditioned, I was lewd, nude, and shampooed, but I’d rather be lathered by you. After a few weeks of unsuccessful growth, I decided to

Fiddle While Rome Burns

2007-12-23T22:20:00.000-08:00

This morning I plummeted from seventeenth to main. Woken up early to a not so familiar alarm. Not the alarm where one can reach over and poke the snooze, instead the alarm that causes mass panic and in some cases causes the sleeper to hurl themselves out the window. Thankfully in this scenario, we decided to take the stairs. The time, 7:51, a tip from my radioactive pal, the microwave, led me to

Wam Bam My Apologies Mam, In Consequence of the Fact that My Socks Are Wet

2007-12-23T20:31:00.000-08:00

This is actually yesterdays post which I didn't get to post because my computer and dial-up don't get along.Saturday, December 22, 2007 This morning I woke up to Matt giving me both sides of the story, more specifically the news, even more specifically the weather. As most people know there are always two sides to a story, the good and the bad, two

Winter Soul Kiss

2007-12-21T12:41:00.000-08:00