Riding a motorcycle, dad’s following. I go through a small village, take a turn, and have to stop because it’s foggy and they have the road closed. I don’t know what to do, so head back down the road.
At a show, waiting for it to start. Walk up close and it’s some 80’s folk/emo duo (Aztec Camera?). It’s boring, so I walk out.
2013/2/14
Walking up and around a path in the island (jamaica?)It’s through a small town, them up a hill. I lose my clothes. Go through a small room and there’s a pile of clothes. I pick out a clearish plastic skirt.
2013/2/13
At a party? Walk around. Talk to Greg B. Walk around some more
2013/2/12
On a bed with 2 big girls. Put on a condom, but it breaks. One pulls out a bunch, but they’re more like wrappers.
2013/2/9
On a train, going through town. The guy stops and I’m driving. I mess up the brakes and throttle, then go OK. Do a cycle OK, then a long stretch and a hairpin. Start going with the doors open, back up, someone is having a tantrum. I go again.
2013/1/30
At a hotel/convention. Trying to find a place to poop, but they’re all weird and set up wrong. I move to another one and there’s a bunch of OHS girls there. They tell me to stop with my nose and I say I’ll try. I go out and some girls follow me. I go into another bathroom and they say they want to watch me. I say OK and gesture to close the blinds. I take my pants off and I’m big.
2013/1/28
Trying to catch a plane with Leslie B. The guy says we can’t go through and the charge for getting on the next flight is steep. We protest, I sing Aenima and he falls asleep. We run through the terminal. I have to stop, she gets our boarding passes, but we miss the flight.
The weather report is…
Rainy and foggy. More like normal Portland in January. It’s been cold-I want to go skiing. Mathias does too.
As usual, we’re tragically short of ca$h-Oregon took its pound of flesh, school just gobbles cash and money just evaporates. I’m lookin’ for a miracle, folks. At least we have some generous angels in our midst.
Mathias’ 14th birthday yesterday. Gamelan, church on Sunday, then libe, Mike’s, home. Basketball Sat, libe, home. Busy week last week-no gamelan-parent meetings. Not much more on the arising-it’s go, then wait.
Links: The Brutal Truth About How Childhood Determines Your Economic Destiny, The Myth of Human Progress, America’s War for Reality, Violence is Deeply Rooted in American Culture, The Fierce Urgency of Now: Beyond Vietnam, Let America Be America Again
On the brighter side: King, Clowns and the Third Way
2013/1/23
Setting up for a gamelan thing at UCLA. Walk around the building-there’s a storm and I’m hiding from the wind and rain. Get back to the room and help set up.
2013/1/16
On the field, flying a UL with really short lines. Really precisely, John B comes up and I bring the kite in. Meet to talk about how the day is going to go.
2013/1/15
Driving with Ken N. He’s talking about using some old pad to get things done. I look at a picture of a party in Lori F’s kitchen.
Quiet here, and cold.
OK, I’m not doing postings all the time. So sue me.
Actually, there’s not that much going on that I can talk about in a public forum except that we have no money. Please tip us. Thank you, thank you, and thank you. I’ve been thinking about Nirvana and Cobain, as I got a box set of rarities at the libe. I really love “School”-it’s just so my rock sensibilities. I played a lot of stuff similar to this when I was living in Long Beach.
Recap: More arising, christmas, off Boxing Day, usher xmas eve, church Sun., clean Sat & Sun. Lazy weekend. Don’t want to get up early…so I slept an extra hour-out early. Quiet new years-at a friends’, back home for midnight-Kathy Griffin and Anderson Cooper on CNN are now my favorite. Lazy New Year’s, back to work. Erika has a bad wisdom tooth that’s just jacking us up something fierce. And there’s more-our finances are just tanking. And arisings. Hopefully it will all end soon. Ushered, Erika’s mouth got worked on, first middle school basketball game, stuff, another b-ball game.
Page 23, Sentence 5: “We used to have a friend there, and we wonder if he’s still there; or has he moved, or maybe died.” What Color is Your Parachute? 2013 Links: War on Christmas? Sign this Minister Up!, Quality of U.S. medicine: The ‘best’ health care depends on your perspective, Is America On The Edge Of A New Era?, The GOP has Gone Insane While the Democrats are Pretty Much the Same, Chris Hedges Explains How Entire Regions Within the US Are Treated Like Exploited Colonies, , The Garden of Earthly Delights-commentaries by Lee van Laer, The Gravest Threat to World Peace, Welcome to the new Civil War
On the brighter side: God Is Not A Christian
2013/1/11
Driving through some town. It looks like the cops are picking up white people, so I start taking side streets. Have to turn several times, but I make it to the bridge. I go down to get something, but a cop follows me. I run to get away.
2013/1/10
Walk onto the field-there’s a bunch of people, but no wind. I walk back to the shop and help take apart a big power kite. Go back out with my bag and start setting up. The kids help unwind.