It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.
I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?-
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Tag Archives: Petaluma
Words for a moment when there simply are none.
For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes. ~ Milan Kundera There are … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Friends, Home, Life, Writing
Tagged compassion, domestic violence, Family, forgiveness, Friends, grief, hometowns, loss, mourning, Petaluma, Petaluma High School, stalking, violence
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Back to the Future – or something.
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I spent the night in a room I had not slept in since 1989, and not regularly inhabited since 1986. When I got up and walked out through the living room to the kitchen, my parents … Continue reading
Posted in California, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Friends, Holidays, Home, Life, Perception
Tagged going home, Home, hometowns, Petaluma
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Color association…
When I think of him, I think of the color yellow. Not just because that was the color of his hair, or because it was the color I wore to the dance we went to together, or because it was … Continue reading
Petaluma 2.0
They say you can never step in the same river twice. This is probably true. Not sure you would want to anyhow, or at least I wouldn’t, because standing water was one of the early additions to the lengthy list … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Life, Perception
Tagged change, going home, growing up, Petaluma, small towns
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Deconstructing my California mythology
I am back in my hometown, or at least the town that was my home for more years than most other places, and during those dangerously formative years. It is pretty cool to be here: everyone can do with a … Continue reading
Posted in Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Friends, Home, Life, Perception, The Future
Tagged California, ex-pats, expectations, Friends, Hong Kong, MGMT, mythology, Petaluma, reality
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Not Deep Thoughts
Jack Handy was deep. Today I am not. In keeping with a Friday Five tradition (an excuse for list making, I know…) I felt like articulating the things that are occupying my frontal lobe today. Feel free to offer hypotheses … Continue reading
Posted in Lists, Silliness
Tagged Australia, Bangkok, Bertrand Russell, Burning Man, coffee, Eustace Conway, Jerry Garcia, monsoon, Petaluma, Vitamin D, Wu Tang Clan
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Common People.
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge, she studied sculpture at Saint Martin’s College, that’s where I, caught her eye. She told me that her Dad was loaded, I said “In that case I’ll have a rum … Continue reading
Posted in Friends, Life, Music, Perception, Relationships
Tagged Breaking Away, Fountains of Wayne, Joe Jackson, Logan Heights, Petaluma, Poor relationship choices, Princess, Pulp, The Outsiders, Thug-magnet
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