I thought a fresh .com would do it.

But I just can’t get away from the internal pressure that all of the past makes me feel.

There, that’s my post secret.

Reader deleted.

Blog over.

Rough Night

Toronto; they went to check out schools; Why not make a vacation of it?

They partied the night away, were good kids and took a taxi back to the hotel.

James heard something on the radio in the cab.

“Hey, turn that up will ya?” The cabbie obliged.

Plastered, they sat in the back of the cab and listened to people from all around the city call in and report a UFO sighting. Art didn’t care much for it, but James was drunkenly enthralled. When they got to the hotel, he got the station number from the cabbie and raced to the room to tune in on the small black alarm clock.

Art walked past him, sat on the other bed, and rolled his eyes at James, who lie on his back, clock-radio perched on his chest, listening intently to the stories of witnesses. Art passed out. Time passed by.

Knock, knock, KNOCK!

Art stirred.

KNOCK!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!!

“James, get the door.”

KNOCK!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!!

“Dude! Get the door, you’re closer.”

KNOCK!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!!

“DUDE! Get the Fuc…” Art rolled over, James wasn’t on the bed. He muttered to himself as he groggily dragged himself from the bed. “Mother… damn… sheesh…”

Art pulled the door open.

There stood James, naked save his boxers. He’d woken up by the elevator, and had only one thing to say…

“The UFO took me!”

Inassertable

Thin, stretched tight over the haziness.

Haziness, contained in a bowl with a million cracks.

Cracks, that form and splinter at will.

Will, found to be less and less asserted.

To the right way now.

There are some moments in life that take you back to other moments, to times before, when life was another way. A good way. In memories, like the good ol’ days. Moments that help remind you that these still are the good ol’ days. That it’s not all changed beyond recognition and that you may be able to have that again.

That’s what tonight did for me. I wandered there, weak and weary, unprepared and somewhat reluctant.

Then a word was spoken, from a familiar mouth, and stories flowed.

Food and drink and fellowship was had and embers thought extinguished were stirred.

There was fire and laughter and ties were made and other ties renewed.

This is where we find our family, this is where we bare ourselves.

These are the moments that lead us back,

To the right way now.

shortness… a word exercise

sort of word association meets form writing…

animal, bear, car, devour, eating, fresh, gory, heartless, intense, jammed, killed, loss, meaningless, nowhere, ouch, pain, queer, rapid, satiation, tummy, upset, vomit, weakness, xenophobia, yellow-bellied, zoo

Going… going… GREEN.

I don’t know how work manages to keep me so busy, only being there 40 hours. Sheesh.

I noticed an ad on Planet Green for a new show they have where Whole Foods and Emeril have teamed up. It’s called Emeril Green and I’m kind of excited about it. I spent the evening yesterday watching Planet Green, it’s a Discovery Network billing itself as the only All Green network. I’m not sure how deep that goes (are they buying wind credits? more than that? less?) but the philosophy sounds cool. I’m also wondering how ’sustainable’ (yes I just did) the thing is, I mean, I’m sure it’s got an easy 20 years of life, but after everyone gets green figured out, how much can they continue to push green? Anywho, they’ve got some cool stuff for now, so I’ll just mention one more show before I become a total sellout/product-placement-whore… I’m excited about Bob Woodruff’s ‘Focus Earth‘; it’s a joint news show with ABC and it’s entirely dedicated to the environment. That’s Cool.

Two-a-Day’s

I remember playing football in High School and having these summer camps where we’d have a mild physical practice in the AM, go sit in a classroom and study for a while, and then come out and have a pads-on practice in the afternoon. Two practices in one day.

I think I might like to blog like that, writing a bit on what’s going on, and then a bit of ‘lit’ or something creative. Good idea? We’ll see how long it lasts…

image…

Cramping minus the ‘r’

heh,

so I told my boss this week that I was going to be available should we need some OT.

Now my plans prohibit it and, of course, they called. Suck. moving on…

After telling various people various things and dealing with a goofy work schedule, it came down to not doing anything in the city for the holiday, but getting the heck out of Dodge and chilling at a Cabin in the Mountainworldland with Kelly and her family.

I feel bad that I tried to make plans with people and then bailed, only to then make other plans. But honestly I feel like there really wasn’t much of another choice.

Happy Birthday

To Kelly!

You have serious thrill issues Man.

Last night a few of us watched Finding Nemo and had McDonalds Happy Meals (mine wasn’t a ‘Happy Meal’ per-se but it made me happy) anyway, this is the third in a series of nights where we are watching a movie and eating food that is associated with it. Nemo and McD’s isn’t the strongest, but it sounded fun. We started off the whole thing with The Three Amigos and Mexican food. That was a blast so we had to continue. Last week was The Sandlot and Baseball food (including Dogs, Brats, Beer, etc. and for snacks we had Sunflower Seeds, Peanuts, and Big Juicy Bubblegum.)  It’s been fun and I can’t wait for the next few.

Not sure what order these are coming in, but here are some of our ideas…

‘The Godfather’ and Italian food

‘Forrest Gump’ and Shrimp-fest (totally my idea [says the seafood guy])

‘The Good, The Bad, & The Ugly’ with bbq’d ribs and other such “western” foods.

‘Kill Bill’ with sushi (love this one)

‘My Big Fat Greek Wedding’ with Greek/Mediterranean/middle -eastern food

‘Beauty & the Beast’ with French food

‘Karate Kid’ with Buck-a-scoop Chinese food

(thanks Micah for several of those)

and then there were some not-so-normal suggestions…

McDonalds again, but this time watch ‘SuperSize Me’.

and, from the ill mind of Kelly…

Beef Jerky and watching ‘Alive’

Oh, we’re bad.

Anyone have any other ideas? Good or bad? Comment! Comment! Comment!

(and please keep the cannibalism to a minimum)