Empty (Aug 20, 2005)

360 degrees and its full circle..same as it ever was...

You're oriented 72 clockwise, and I'm 120 and change, anti..or maybe a 236 or a 28...

Ppl ought to walk around sporting this holographic plate....like a sharks fin, protruding 4 feet in front of them along the plane of projection of their being...a natural compatibility seive; if darwin was right, we shd be growning these anytime now...

Irony (Aug 14, 2005)

They say that when death stares you in the face, life makes complete sense and the veils that obscure day-to-day perspectives and priorities, get lifted. Although, thats arguable and sometimes unverfiable, might the repercussions of extreme sorrow, languishment, despair and the like draw a close parallel? Priorities bubble sorting themselves, perspectives spinning into a locking fit...etc.

#18983 in the book of things I'd like to know.

2 Minutes of Fame (July 29, 2005)

Just returned from playing at Crowley's and I couldn't have imagined to have had a better time. Atmosphere was festive amidst the acrid smoke and beer breath, and when the first band started we (The Disappearing J's minus RK) were beginning to think that maybe we might be out of or league.

We started as 2 guys playing acoustic guitars. We finished as a band of 8 (drummer, sax, keyboards, congas, bass, and our very own off stage freak!) and I instantly know that everyone loved us. Come to think of it, they didn't have a choice, and heres why:

A man is a walking, talking, singing, guitar playing exponent of his experiences and visions. And we brought to the 27617 zip code, ideas, sceneries, and sounds imbibed from lands and seas far far away. I don't realize this but we were as conspicuous as a crow in the arctic snow, and our music was seemingly, the colour, in a world of shadows.

Change and variety is the fertilizer for the seedling that is the human mind, and tonight it was our turn to live and let live.

Ok, Maggi beckons.

Hello World (June 18, 2005)

I've always thought of my life as a open book, but one that seems to be out of circulation more often than not. And here I am, suddenly...with packets of time I don't know what to do with. Surely it can be spent doing other productive things. Sure, but reading blogs (even random ones), has been a pastime of late, and I've decided to give back from whence I take. I'd also like to thank some power bloggers I know.

Ok, now that I've announced my arrival to the world - getting down to business. Once again I find my self with this (barely) controllable urge to spend money! If my memory serves me right, it was almost the same time last month when I felt this very thing. Interesting - a sine wave of spending urges peaking right around payday. Is this a documented phenomenon? Are young suburbanites predestined to this sort of thing, out of a lacking in urban stimulus? One thing is for sure - money spent does map in an obscure esoteric way to happiness (once you've gone thru the laplace transform, convert to oil, negate it and take the square root).

Blasts From the Past

Tis my new year's resolution next year to blog. I'm frequently banal, but sometimes suddenly possessed by mystic brainwaves which feedback uncontrolably to other brainwaves leading to some random thoughts which people have found interesting from time to time. Hence I shall record these thoughts for posterity to stumble upon.

First, a few posts I've made in the past to preserve the continuum that is my consciousness.