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My life as a pre-Teen Pornographer
I built my first optical printer when I was 11. It is better to say that I “assembled” it bather than I built it. It was comprised of an old Keystone 8mm projector, the top to a cardboard box, an 8mm copy of “This Island Earth” that to this day I have no idea came into our house (I suspect Dad bought it in a fit of pre-betamax video lust), a ( Read more... ) -
...they are Anonymous
The other night on THE DAILY SHOW, my primary source of news these days because it gives the suits of this world all the respect they deserve (while still admitting they they, themseleves are suit), I saw Parmy Olson for the first time. She was talking about her book “We are Anonymous: Inside the Hacker World”, which she says is the story of the ( Read more... ) -
The coast is clear...
...well mostly clear on Monday at least. I ran a bunch of errands yesterday, have more today as well, but I did them in Testy which was tonic to my soul. Anyone who has not owned/driven a VW van cannot understand the joy they bring and the feeling of freedom. I am not the Walrus (gook, gook, ka chew) I am the TURTLE, plowing down the highway ( Read more... ) -
If I leave here tomorrow...
Today is yet another day in the rest of my life, time to restock before I take stock. It’s been three months since the Van died on the way to picking up Nick at Casa Grande and we wound up pushing it in the rain. It has been a lot of work getting it back on the road. At times it has tried my patience, but when it did I found I was not wanting ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes
...everything that is going on in my life, all the diverse pathways to the goals that I have set out in the haze of the future collide. It's like one of those sequential accidents you hear about on I5 when the tule fog creeps in, first one car stops too short then someone plows into the back of it. An another. Then another. Dozens of cars ( Read more... ) -
...it was cold
I woke up this morning because my blanket had slipped and my sweatshirt had hiked up, letting the cold in. In my place it was so cold that was enough to wake me up. I pulled the sleeping bag back over the top of me and looked at my iPhone. Outside the temp had dropped to 27 degrees. A quick look at the digital thermometer that I keep next to my ( Read more... ) -
Oh Yeah...I forgot
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Invocation of the Muse
These days I am finding a lot of hope and guidance in the work of Steven Pressfield, not his fiction but his observations on the work of being creative. Even though he might say that Blogging is just another form of resistance I will still pause to start the day the way he does, with a bit of ancient poetry...
To start my Day, to start the true ( Read more... ) -
...and another thing
On the subject of SUBJECTS, meaning topics that inspire me and which I want to pursue, we comeback to Tom Lopez. I have mentioned tom's (Meatball Fulton) work in the past. I have been listening to his words for 30 years and they are both a joy and a comfort to me. I love his worlds in RUBY, ADVENTURES OF A GALACTIC GUMSHOE and JACK FLANDERS. A ( Read more... ) -
Going Mobile
I got the WESTY running again yesterday which set me into a cleaning frenzy. She had been immobile for about 2 months so she wasn't so much like my "Adventure pal" and more like my freezing studio apartment with no heat or toilet. It actually took an hour to reconfigure the Van, including washing the sheets (yes, I am using SHEETS in the van now ( Read more... )