“When a carpenter picks up his saw, if wood could talk… it would scream.”
- All The Way
Nodding the head does not row the boat. - Irish Proverb
Yes I want cake
“you have so much courage in life when it’s done it’s spent”
You need to add fiction to make is less real.
Bored. Who has the time.
I give my thoughts too much credit.
Before you block out your humanity…
Not what you think it means
I was asked to run a relay with a friend,
They said they needed a ringer,
When we placed ourselves on the track
they stepped off the track to be the singer.
Though music is such a wonderful thing,
to help you through the race,
When a friend agrees to hold up their end
unfortunate when it’s in your face
The person who’s says “it can’t be done” should not interrupt the person who is doing it”.
Sometimes it’s the tea pots time.
My Kusmi can get the scarf.
Coco in Uoob Pool.
But my love for you, unexpectedly, arrived on time.
You are a warrior.
You are my wife.
I am forever grateful
“Some things in life are predetermined.”
I love when you do nothing.
Coco buttery lips.
“Everyone wants to remember a 70’s they may or may not have had.”
Music walked me through my childhood
“You better let somebody love you before it’s
The Eagles, The Jackson Five, Ziggy Stardust… RIP 2016
If you understand this, if you lived it then you know
are no words
what it is like
to grow up
I miss the innocence of it all.
Coco Nibbledy Bits
It is exhausting resting.
It’s a new year so why not do something about this body.
So I joined a health club.
After several attempts to find a time to meet a trainer,
postponement seemed to be the only alternative.
Somehow I feel physically better about myself.
The good news is…
I practically worked out.
“Honestly, match the font for the love of Pete.”
I won the lottery last night.
The jackpot was over $500 million.
Today, all day, I’ve avoided checking the winning numbers.
Until I do, I believe, I am a winner.
It’s a circus.
You are my organic peach?
“Everything was going to change today.”
Said the Redwood Tree to the sticky fog.
Flip your fritter.
I can’t wait to try your brownie.
What gets your fire started?
If your addiction is deep breathing you are in good shape.
Eat around the honey wave.
I’m going to stop writing about food and eating it.
But I’m not going to stop thinking about it!
Many bags look alike.
Mountains are everywhere.
I’ve never had a bite of her bundt.
It’s a puzzle.
Who did the nest.
Are your ready, the last piece?
It’s hard to take it apart.
Look at this little tip.
It’s almost done.
The bottom is strong
Make it strong.
That’s an interesting shape
You gotta push.
Something with everything.
A runaway beater.
So, I was standing in line at Chipotle with Cam…
What’s the rush.
Keep the front door clear.
As it was explained to me
conflicted with my own agenda
so I respectfully declined to be amendable.
In the end, we all want the same thing
to be relevant in this life
to someone, something, somewhere…
our lives are like these words about to be erased
permanence is not an option for anyone. It never has been.
It’s seven dollars more for buffing
Big Black Balloon
Have you ever noticed, when you attempt to create something new
the establishment of “what is” spends so much effort to
tell you in their bleak, broken words
by their distructive actions
that you are completely
in believing it can be better
or maybe something completely different than it is,
how it is
why it is
when you know how you can make it better
than just OK
you can help to make it
by simply caring more, by simply caring more, by simply caring more.
I once thought these people were my enemies
and I treated them as such returning their rocks
with heavier rocks
dressed as profit,
addressing their resistance with completion & triumph.
And still, nothing changes, even in the face of abundance
and good fortune they stand resilient using silence as their response, crossed armed
My wife sent me a quote late last night from New York
(not the quote, it’s from where she sent it)
“If you want something you never had,
you have to do something you’ve never done.”
These words lay on top an image of a person with a backpack
standing on the edge of a cliff looking out over still waters
a mile down
with mountains miles away and stormed clouds overhead.
The fact is, as unsettling as it may be, we are alone
if we believe in something others wish to ignore
does not exist,
because they have become so comfortable in the way it is.
I read these words again to myself…
“If you want something you never had,
you have to do something you’ve never done.”
Faced down, my own reflection showing my age in the still water of my own wet mud
for the first time in my life
I will do something completely new
and at the very extreme of the existence of who I am
I will, in the face of all resistance from those who stand angry
stones in hand
sweating from the efforts of hate
I will for the first time in my life
“I only want to do what I want to do.”
I’ve rarely come across someone who is willing to pass
up financial gain for artistic freedom,
though it still happens now and again
it is not the dilemma of younger generations.
Not to say my generation has a greater artistic understanding
it is simply, these kids worked into their creative freedom a line-item
covering the cost of selling out.
Constantly, artist get in their own way
breaking thin ice below their feet as they walk
further forward without noticing
the land behind them crumbling.
Constantly, they fail to hear
someone from shore yelling to them
She said, immune to the gravity of it all.
I’m smell’n what you’re sell’n.
Why is it, when having a bad day
those around you like to point it out?
Do they honestly believe you are unaware?
It is only in this instance, the phrase…
“Don’t kill the messenger.” should be questioned.
People don’t leave their families
on Sunday night,
they leave them on Monday morning.
Isle or Window?
“Coco is lean and muffin is juicy!”
100 minute meeting.
We are creating for the One.
Tomorrow, when our car comes please remind me
to say goodbye.
Red Tail Hawks
If you are not paying the bills
it is not your place
to have an opinion about the cost of things.
Unless, of course, you are made to feel obliged,
because guilt is super pricey
The least amount of damage,
the most amount of destruction.
The least amount of tragedy,
the most amount of razed.
When speaking with you today you ask me a question.
“You know I don’t believe in comparing our life with our friends but I looked on Facebook today
and there were our friends sitting outside a cafe in Italy, eating amazing food
having conversations, laughing, living life traveling and seeing the world.
It made me want to ask you something,
Are you living the life you wanted to live?
Is this what you want to be doing with the time you have on this planet?
Would you rather be traveling the world without the stress of what we are building?
I guess what I am asking is… Are you happy?”
This is the kind of moment you should not hesitate to respond like hearing the words, “I"m pregnant.”
or “Do I smell?”
You can not make up for this moment, your response, your action is immediate and affirming.
But in this particular case I did hesitate, I did pause for a moment before responding
so I could clearly say these words to her.
I travel the world with you, every single day when we drive together to work on my Vespa.
My heart is restless waiting to have a few moments of your time somewhere in the day.
Most of all, my love, the only meaning in my day is knowing this life… my life is spent with you.
But I hesitated.
And that moment of silence filled the space between us.
Making me suspect.
Giving you pause.
We are a plural people.
People are weird.
“You just hush.”
When you lose a friend, a long time friend
remember what made it true.
Laughter, being, building, seeing
and remember they lost you too.
“My tight skirt makes me happy.”
Every word you just said breaks my heart.
“Your turtle bowl is smelly.”
This usually means something completely different than what it sound like it means.
But for the moment, today, this moment regarding my specific turtle bowl…
it is what it is.
The metamorphosis of the world happened while we were sleeping.
Have we become bugs trying to acclimate to the unintended consequence of our techologies?
What would Kafka do?
I don’t want to be naked when the termite guy shows up.
Where do we find ourselves when the lights go out?
The electricity grid down.
Not even my Personal can come alive.
Where do we find ourselves… without it charging us with life?
Typing away by candle light… becoming electric.
A deficit of time.
Working from the end of the tape, I am gathering you up while you still exist.
“I love you. I honestly love you.”
Nineteen Seventy Four.
I was ten. You were five.
It’s in the numbers. It’s always in the numbers.
A bit of advice.
When you love your work, keep it to yourself. It annoys most everyone.
We all let it take control. Of us
You know, the day it happened. We all did.
I fell in love again, today. You came home.
I’m getting my footing. It is not as easy as it sounds.
While driving my Vespa across the new Bay Bridge my windshield snapped off into my face.
I did not see that happening.
California Typewriter Company in Berkeley is the Genius Bar of typewriters.
Self edit. More.
Doug is making a documentary on a typewriter repair shop. No, the other Doug.
Do you need a reason?
Seven point one two five Billion.
Ask someone you love to hike the Tule Elk Preserve trail in Inverness, California.
Access Code: 30705