January 2012
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Shook the hand of a WWII B-17 navigator today.
So I went to see about the future, dripped and drunk on a daily basis.
One day you wake up and it doesn’t even feel like the future, it just feels like today. And you have enough troubles today to deal with without thinking about what’s happening tomorrow, next to you, above you, below you, and most often times before you.
It adds up, near years eve isn’t about celebration or...
December 2011
You know what I would do with a million dollars?
Buy my mom a house. Give the rest away. Then make it again. What if we all did that?
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I just want to be cool.
November 2011
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It’s been awhile.
Who else read through their archive then sat there rocking back and forth from embarrassment? Woah, what a crazy kid.
‘Cause maybe I see Gen Y references more and more in print, they’re ratcheting up the generation war. I see Occupy and see kids upvoting and downvoting the revolution one pair of spirit fingers at a time. I see my heroes dying, and my dead...
Turns out I'm pretty good at predicting the...
That’s what age and experience do to you.
October 2011
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We give up so much for the sake of convenience.
We inherit from those before us and we grant to those behind us. But what’s inconsequential can turn out to be costly. Remember this.
It’s storming in Cupertino. The community is under siege, locked down. Everyone’s staying inside. Being connected to the world, mostly through technologies that Apple didn’t quite invent but brought forth and made mainstream. When Henry Ford died, more than 200,000 people came to pay their respect to the man that had brought them an unicorn. They wouldn’t drive their cars....
September 2011
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August 2011
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The "West Memphis Three" member recalled telling... →
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Window Pause.
Lit cigarette on the sill. I’m on a comedown. Explosions in the sky, all of a sudden I miss everyone. My bank account is nearing empty again, but I’m eating good, I’m staying warm, and I have change to spare. The adventure team jaywalked across the street with a pink tutu, crackheads just walk on by. The garbageman’s name is Joe, he only picks up recyclables, Jason runs the...
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July 2011
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Last year, today, I was:
Depressed, disappointed, and offensively desperate. Now, without boring you with details, I cleared three for three. Today as a present I have calmness and, well, calmness makes you boring but calmness is also the cash to keep you abiding. And abiding, dude, isn’t the only way but on earth when there far more endurable systems, beliefs, things, learning to abide saves you a lot of...
June 2011
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Anonymous asked: the first draft is always the best.
May 2011
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I had a tough dream last night
Something where when I finally fell asleep at 2 it jolted me up at 4 with a pit in my stomach that wrenched my abs as if they were strapped to those electric pads attached to a car battery. It was tough.
I was running around this big cafeteria slash college campus looking place looking for something. Something I had to do but like most dreams I didn’t know what. It maybe involved getting...
August 2010