June 1, 2007
Things have been heating up. Got a big gig this weekend. I’m psyched.
June 2, 2007
Canadian Prime Minister, über weenie Stephen Harper, longs to fill Tony Blair’s vacated sycophant sidekick lapdog role to Bush the moron. Dancing from side to side like a kid who has to pee, Harper threatens to hold his breath and turn blue unless Bush picks him to share in the infamy of his failed world policies, disastrous foreign wars and despicable behaviors. How lame is that? The fact that these two weaklings are running the US and Canada is beyond the pale. It's Bizarro World really.
June 3, 2007
I was up late last night. I'm finding the morning especially rude. Executive decision. I’m going back to sleep in the hopes that my second coming will be my best. Ta.
June 4, 2007
I’m eating M&M’s for breakfast. The blue ones don’t look right. What breakfast food is blue? I should write to these people.
June 5, 2007
No one would ever say Gandhi was a stud, Gandhi was a babe magnet, but most would agree he was a beautiful person. Your outward appearance is the exact reflection of your inner belief about yourself. So if you beat yourself up, if you seek approval from others rather than from yourself, then you will forever be on a treadmill of “improvements”, with nothing ever quite being good enough. Because nothing any one person says will ever satisfy your desire for approval from others, and since you won’t give it to yourself, you’ll never be done with your “improvements”. Well just stop yourself right there mister, and think Gandhi. How others perceive YOU comes from the thoughts YOU harbor about yourself. That’s the face they see. Liking yourself is a whole different life than hating yourself.
June 6, 2007
We’re going on holiday. Details tomorrow. I gotta go gas up the plane.
June 7, 2007
I'm going on vacation.
I'll return when I get back.
The website will be static.
Updates will be sporadic.
E-mail will go unanswered.
Is this a digital catastrophe? Sure.
Later, my pretties.
June 14, 2007
Hello to the faithful. It's been a week of travel and all I can say is whoo. We have witnessed many staggering things - jaw dropping beauty, astounding human ignorance, unnatural earthly vistas and the kindness of strangers. We have been fortified, fortunate, appalled and disgusted. We've seen other cultures at their best and their worst, tasted foods that were both inedible and sublime, gone from freezing nights to sweltering days, merciless sun to buckets of rain and everything else in between. We've treasured some experiences and tried hard to forget others. The next day always seems to hold promise, even if at the end of the day that promise gets broken. To quote that meister of music, Jerry Garcia, what a long, strange trip it's been - and it's only been a week. Lordy, what awaits us next?
June 17, 2007
Things have settled down. I am currently relaxing by a lake. It is sunset. I have a beer in hand. What more need be said? Ta.
June 20, 2007
We are going to a wedding this weekend, but we have an 11 hour drive to get there. I'm not saying it's in an out of the way place, but it's in an out of the way place. Why can't we have friends living in Paris or Rio? Sigh.
June 26, 2007
The wedding was fun. Met lots of neat people. Now I need to recover. Recover from my vacation, what a concept. Later.
June 29, 2007
We're maybe half way into this splendid little trip. All the things we thought we were going to do, we haven't done, and all the things we thought we'd never do, we've done. Go figure, eh? And so it continues...
