Wednesday, June 16, 2010

"Deaf, Dumb and Done..."

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So there has been a week or so of life since we last talked.  I have much that I wish to discuss.  First off what is with the awesome weather?  Did I move to LA and forget?  *gets up and checks out window*  Nope still in Oakland.  *phew*  Got worried there for a second.  A lot of life is just us living.  My good friend John said once on our way home "We are totally living life right now".  At first it seemed a bit stoney to me but as the days go by he is fucking right.  This is the moment.  Right now, as you read this or as you shop for quinoa and broccoli or when you make breakfast with a friend or when you are trying to get the dog poop out of your shoes tread.  That is life.  Enjoy.  And don't forget that you are loved.  And on the off chance you are not loved, you are, by me.  And for the love of life listen to more music.  Go buy an album.  I am not talking about buying a sound file on iTunes.  Get in your car/bike/bus and walk outside.  See the gutter punks and smell the cool.  Say hi to the guy that takes your oversized purse/man purse.  Wander around the store till you remember what it is like to have to find something without a search engine.  Look at your options, remember what labels you used to like (Jade Tree anyone?).  Stand in line and look a human in the eye.  And just for a novelty use cash.  Trust me it is worth it.

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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Felling sorta kinda

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So few things in life live up to the promise of a new t-shirt.  I have had many in my life.  Band shirts, art shirts, political, satirical, ironic, and my old favorite confusing.  Then I grew up, figured out how to operate a button and will now have to wait for my midlife crisis to pull some of them back out.  Oh that reminds me, if you don't own a suit save a little and get one.  Tailored of course, because it is like walking around in your jammies all the time.  And unlike jammies people are not only impressed they feel the need to tell you how good you look all the time.

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Your Welcome, 

Jesse

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I heard a Question.

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"Have you ever felt the cold ghostly hand slap across your bitchly face?"  This was the question posed to a "gutter punk" from the mind by way of mouth of one of his compatriots.  It is at first listening nothing more than a little humorous.  But not less than 14 hours later and I am still musing over what it might mean in the grander definitions of "ghostly" and "bitchly face".  Is the hand doing said slapping the cold hand of reality at the current state of my/your/our life?  Could the slapping be a wake up call meant to teach and guide us?  I to think so.  Is it that our faces really are softened by the ease of our existence, which we have become accustom?  I realize that all these questions demand to go unanswered and just considered.

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