oh, there you are.
if you were looking for me and couldn't find me, i'll give you a hint.
you can always check here.
i think that will help.
welcome. please enter.
if you were looking for me and couldn't find me, i'll give you a hint.
do you ever wonder, what am i watching?
by far the best $16 dollars to come out of my budget in a long time. my feet still ache, my ears still ring, and i can't stop seeing images of the mates of state laying it down. any literary, descriptive attempts to capture the essence that is the mates would do them an enormous disservice.
or should i say, "leather, pleeease."
"they will see us waving from such great heights,
when it happened twice before, you knew it was gonna happen again.
so i woke up yesterday morning with the absolute best song in my head. zombie. by the cranberries. at least 8 degrees of awesome strung into that song. just think of the lyrics, in your head, in your hee-a-d-d, in you he-e-ea-d-d, again and again. but as you wail these notes, remember that you have to punch yourself in the throat at the right beat to simulate the perfect tone and syncopation. but sitting there eating my costco peach yogurt watching stephen get ready for work, i thought, "maybe they have something here."
do you think the way we exit matters? for real, is the exit more important than the entrance. this weekend sitting at dinner, eating some sushi, having some conversations japanese, i thought about exit strategies. strangely connected with a conversation i imposed on stevey last weekend at the cemetary. sometimes i think the exit is more important than the entrance. samurai believed this. that is why hari-kiri (seppuku) was practiced. since they honored the idea of reincarnation, they believed the way you exit life was an important step to continue the way you fought in life and basically lived your life. so if you had somehow dishonored your clan, it was redeemable by an honorable death. interesting practice.