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today i am very thankful for the 4 mile walk i took, i-pod blasting techno tunes. and a very hot bath. a fantastic homemade tuna salad with a freshly baked potato. also the guy from the wine store who i always chat up gave me a free bottle of wine for thanksgiving. while waiting impatiently at the stop light i noticed a car pulled over under the viaduct where a group of 5 or 6 homeless hippie folks gather. the person in the car seemed to giving out supplies n' such (and if they weren't then i value my imagination and hope for the best.) i have a part-time job. i have two adorable cats. my car works. i have chocolate in the house. i just 'hulu-ed' an episode of the 'office'. i'll be making incredible cheesecake later for thanksgiving and i might just take a nap. i just created a new website. i wrote some pages on my film. i read and rewrote some lines in an odd story i've started. the word Joy keeps haunting me. i realized today that i have enough money t...

for the love of mike i keep hearing that term and wondering, ‘what the HEY!’ that’s almost as antiquated as blackguard, (that’s blag-gard), you know, some sort of scoundrel. i’m seeing a pirate with an eye-patch, some snaggled-toothed buzzard with really dirty fingernails and quite possibly eyeliner...oh, that’s Keith Richards. Just kidding Keith, keep up the good work! Or of the three eggs needed to add to your cake mix there’s that one persistently evading the craa-ck-rolling off into some dark corner- that’s rogue, no? I digress. Check out the book, “Taxi Driver Wisdom” , where we get our quote for the day....”the things you love are as stupid as the things you hate and are easily interchangeable.”

ok. i’ve had my first complaint from a friend, natch. he thinks while in tennessee i was body-snatched and replaced with some zen-space-age-crystal-sniffin’-beatnik. the point being: i’ve gone all fluffy. maybe maybe, not likely, for those who know me. but chew on this awhile. what if it doesn’t take muscle to get through life? what if while you (and I) keep doing the same dog-turn through life looking for a place to lie down you get a little dizzy, start knocking things over and pretty soon you’ve gone stark-raving bonkers? see, in a.a. (alcoholics anonymous, no affiliation) they describe madness or kra-zee as exactly that, taking the same action/attitude over and over and expecting a different result. all i’m saying is give ‘ease’ a chance. take swimming for example. i swam for years muscling through the water, it may not have looked like it but you know when your body reaches a plateau, you don’t get better and you’re not going faster. then i stumbled across Total Immersion a ...

ok, so it’s not what any of us was expecting. but it’s all good, BECAUSE what we’re looking at here is sky and water. you thought you we’re donning your swim suit, trimming up the leg hair, slathering on a little coconut oil and baking under a red-hot sun. but what we’re seeing here is anticipation, the hope of spring and a green green summer. i’ll play docent, you play the eager fan. ‘ladies and gentlemen, please notice the formation of snow and the slushy green-tea-ice-effect in the water. observe the subtle color variation between the teal water horizon and it’s friend sky, a shy mauve.’ See. don’t you feel better already? between the ‘ooohs’ and ‘ahhhs’, you’ve just begun breathing and we’ll make it through another- shall we say- cool march day.

yeah, i’m not going to pretend i wouldn’t rather be there than here at this bloody grey moment. that was christmas 2007, a beautiful gift to me. that’s the thing i’m learning, “i am where i am.” check out ‘ the astonishing power of emotions ’ , by esther and jerry hicks. ok i admit it’s part and parcel of ‘the secret’ which is not my usual bag of tricks but if the shoe fits, i say. See, i’m in a big hurry per uge (that’s you-jeh)...to get to where i want to be NOW, instead the hope is to ‘float downstream’ towards the desire..all in good time my friend, all in good time. life changes may be likened to the the ‘ slow food ’ movement, start with great ingredients, simmer, plus patience=time results in a most miraculous stew, life stew. and it can’t hurt to add a glass of wine (or two). that’s my hope for today, working on the stew and the wine. kisses all around.

today is the very first day of my very first blog and there will be more more more. you are looking at a photo taken atop lookout mtn in chattanooga, tennessee at sunset rock- a favourite jumping off spot for climbers, not jumpers- although i’m sure there have been jumpers . that’s a little morbid and that’s not where we’re going. we’re going up up up to the things, places , music, and people that take us higher and higher. so hang on the ride may be bumpy, but you asked for a ride, no?