When I was six years old I was employed on Sundays. I was the official pancake maker... for the dog. I would push a stool across the red and white, checkered linoleum and hoist the frying pan onto the stove with two hands, all in preparation for my dad’s flipping and impressive heart-shaped flapjacks. I would eagerly wait for the moment when I ( Read more... )

My bike lock clangs as I maneuver it off the pole, and around the frame. I twist the little black key, securing the lock back together and drop it in my bag. As I stand I notice a little yellow rose, tangled in the brake cables, sticking up from my handle bars. I grin and secure a foot in the clips before mounting. I ride fast and hard. I have a ( Read more... )

I am brushing my teeth around 9:00 these days. Tucking in shortly thereafter, as I have now entered the 9-5 work world. I ride my bike up 18th avenue and each morning I get hit by the same sprinklers. It kind of makes me smile. I work in an environment where it goes from 0-60 faster than any sports car on the market. Friendly breakfast ( Read more... )

I recall our summers cut horizontally in two, the blue, blue sky contrasting the never-ending hills of gold. And we drove memories into existence with every careless mile in a car that we named and re-named, but it never stuck. It was brown and ugly, the Jeggarmeister sticker becoming one with the rusting bumper. It was too good for a name. Our ( Read more... )

I've got the itch. The speedometer, airport customs, wheels turning, whistle blowing rash that spreads over my body, mind and soul like the wheat fields rolling towards the horizon, morphing into neon skylines in east and west. This is the travel itch that manifests as a nostalgic overdose, as a panoramic view of National Parks far from home, as ( Read more... )

ON my way to work I often listen to the radio. I feel this obliagtion to my generation to keep up with the music of the times. What is it that we are listening to these days? As it turns out, most of the music I hear in my 10 minute commute I end up downloading roughly 3 hours later. I suppose what I really want is music I can bob my head to, and ( Read more... )

My last post really was a joke and I don't honestly believe anything that I said. I apologize if I offended anyone ( Read more... )

1.9 billion people in the world are overweight. 1.9 billion people in the world are starving.

Effective January 1, 2007. The following policy shall be adapted by the Federal Government of the United States of America:

All citizens of the United States of America living in one of the 50 states, and all aliens residing in said boundaries, between the ( Read more... )

Sometimes I like to go back to basics. I love music, I really do. All kinds. But sometimes the lack of lyrical and musical talent in modern music(see, Nickleback) sends me running and I end up well...back at the basics. I see that there is a point to all music, except maybe music like Nickleback whose sole purpose is to be the only song on the ( Read more... )

"I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."