STUFF!!! (Pt 2)

Once upon an evening bike ride I happened upon the following items:

• 2 pounds of brown rice
• 1 pound of dried black beans
• 2 pounds of dried split red beans
• 2 pounds of dried lentils and barley

It's All Crazy. It's all False. It's All A Dream. It's Alright.

Upon the first listen to mewithoutYou's "It's All Crazy. It's all False. It's All A Dream. It's Alright." album in a great while; I must confess appreciating it's tone a lot more so than ever before.

Aaron Weiss is so brilliant. They all are, but Aaron's brain and translation of the arts deserves more gratitude than it receives. 

STUFF!!!

Today I bought stuff! I do like stuff! 

• Incense 
• candle
• rugs
• towels
• sketch pad
• book about the red fox

Today was a success. There were even a burrito, chips, and guacamole somewhere in the process. And a really yummy americano from Barista.

Oooh and lunch from my neighborhood New Seasons. A really yummy quinoa salad and juicy peach for dessert.

I didn't even drink coffee until 2:30pm. Talk about being in a fuzzy state of mind half the day. But I didn't actually wake up until 12pm. That definitely felt weird.

I don't like sleeping that late. Guess the body decided that's what it needed. Smoggie came in are moist from the rain and jumped on the bed. It was very cute.

What else? I found the book "Stinky Cheese Man and Other Fairly Stupid Tales" in a free book exchange thing on the walk to get coffee. Which in itself is an awesome find, but even cooler because I was just talking about it with a friend a few days earlier. 

Today was very good indeed. Now it's time to burn a little incense, candle, eat some leftover chips, and maybe do a little reading and writing!  

Nice and Friendly

There's a difference in being nice and being friendly. If you know what I mean then you're probably friendly. Neither are bad things; but they are two completely different realities. 

Pizza or Burrito?

Pizza or Burrito? Damn life is tough. 

Lovecraft

Last night I went to Lovecraft, a horror themed bar on SE Grand, with my good friend Jackie Jones

We drank absinthe on fire, we drew with pens and highlighters under black lights, talked about the awesome peculiarities of life, and danced to good music. 

Thanks for the good night, Jackie Jones.  

Otherly, I'm really starting to miss having a cell phone. It's nights like last night I want to document virtually and cannot that make me respect the power of the smartphones. 

Outer Space Stuff

While we humanoids are arguing over the morality of what is happening in the Middle East the Voyager 1 has left our solar system. This thing left Earth in the 1970's and is now centering a place we can only speculate about. 

Science Fiction? No... Real Life!!!!  

Pretty awesome stuff! Congrats NASA! 

Read this article for more information. 

Like A Vacation From The 21st Century

It's been almost a week and I think I've gotten along just fine without having my phone.

I definitely plan to order a new one within the next week, but I don't feel pressured to hurry the process. It's kind of been like a vacation from the 21st Century.  

Honestly, I think the thing I miss most is impromptu photo shoots with Smoggie Catt. 

So I Had A Thought

Call me crazy but... we could just cut out all the bullshit and all fly into Washington D.C. and demand to start over again. You know: rewrite the constitution, rewrite the law! Then there'd be no speculation on "what the forefathers intended".

Of course we'd need a level minded leader or we'd end up in the same predicament as Occupy Wall Street. Not that I don't respect what they did, but without a leader you're just an angry mob.

I mean we have planes and cars. It'd be a lot easier than any other time in history. But... we'd have to get off work, we'd have to get babysitters, we'd have to fit it into our "busy" schedules. 

I mean it's easier to sit around and gripe about and speculate about it all anyway. Isn't it?

I mean I know I don't fully understand how it all works. But of course you understand EXACTLY what's happening in Syria and Wall Street and in the Pentagon for that matter.

I know so many of you do, right? No, you don't. You just think you do. Do you believe what the internet memes tell you or that newspaper you read. Because depending on what region of this country you live in there is certainly some kind of bias to what you'll read.

It's true something needs to change. The education system is all kinds of messed up, we're still printng paper money that has absolutely no value, we're still policing the world, the gap in rich in poor is greater than it's been in a century, this list could go on and on. 

How about half us march outside the Pentagon and half in Washington D.C.?? Think about how much of an impact we could make. That's craziness though, right?

Since when has protesting ever worked? it's the United States of America and the year A.D. 2013; we fill out internet  surveys.

Something needs to be done and I can't do it alone. Until the Middle Class stands up and says enough is enough and demands real change things will remain mundane at best. Get use to it or quit bitching.

It's just a thought; I had to get it out of my head.

That's all I've got.

Have a nice day. Enjoy life.

Pen Pals

Hand written letters are a magical means of communication that we as a specie should not let die out because of electronic mail. Don't get me wrong; they both have their place but....

there's nothing quite like getting a letter in the mail, seeing that person's handwriting, their doodles, the fragmented stories they take time to share, that can only be appreciated if experienced first hand.

So if you are interested in undertaking such a venture with me then email me at: abcorduroy@gmail.com 

The only catch is you have to send the first letter to show me your serious about this endeavor. That and I also have a short attention span and more likely to reply if I get an intriguing piece of mail.   

Any takers?  

Table

I moved that old table from the overgrown yard of junk out of the yard and cleaned it the best I could in the fading daylight. It was covered in rotting pears and dirt. 

Now I will have a place to sit and read or drink coffee or just be.

It needs a candle and probably a big umbrella to guard it from the rains that are sure to start any week now; but it's the start of another project to make this place ever more magical. 

Still No Phone

I went back to look for my phone today but I had no luck. It's $169 for a new phone so I'm going to continue to go phone-less for a little while. 

It's actually been kind of nice. I miss having the camera stuff of the phone mostly.

So a Facebook message or email is best ways to get a hold of me for now: 

abcorduroy@gmail.com  

Bites

Not all witches are good.

Not all fairies are nice.

But a lot of them are, but some of them bite.  

And not all bites are bad.

Smoggie Catt's bites

are nibbles of love; 

not mean spirited fights.

Bath Time

I took a bath.

I actually liked it.

There may have been a few bubbles, but there was a definitely a lot of dirt.

I don't have Instagram picture proof (because... well I lost my phone) so you'll have to use your imaginations. 

Starting to really see the potential in this place Smoggie Catt and I call home.

We made it, man.

We made it.  

Goodnight.

So I Lost My Phone

So I lost my phone. In the woods. Doing something. Some of the details are still fuzzy.

But it was fun, and the bottle of Jagermeister is probably not far from it. But I held onto it so well though.

What I'm trying to say is if you want to get a hold of me do so via: Facebook, email, or some other form of social networking.  

I'll tell you guys when I find my phone. Now it's time to clean up these yellow leaves.  

Yesterday / My Song Of The Day

Yesterday...

I don't know exactly all that happened ; there was a river and a trail, some beautiful trees, and a snail shell. I took pictures of the snail shell, but I seem to have lost my phone. If you try to call it you probably won't get me. The sunset was quite majestic. The hike was nice. The hills were taller than I expected. It was those yellow leaves.

 Fall! Fall is coming!!! I can smell it in the air right now. 

I'm at work now; I will find phone later.

None of that matters right now. Listen to mewithoutyou!

I miss making music. I need a keyboard, a tambourine, and a microphone. 

"If you're still looking for a blanket; Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric but if you need a tailor then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs and mumble your pitiful prayers. And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work. Until all comfort and fear flows in one river, down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole and it makes you shiver..."

Life As Of Late

• Playing with a lot of musical ideas in my  head
• Seeing lots of kick ass live music
• Working on some design ideas for a new project with my friend, Josh Bermudez
• Going to the Sandy River to explore some nature today!  

I don't wanna wake up!  

Portland Rain

Yesterday it was grey, the temperatures were in the mid 60's, and it the sky was drizzly. 

I love the rain so much. It makes me feel so good. It soothes my soul more than I could ever describe.

Walking through the dampened downtown streets, talking to random street walkers for brief moments was purely magical. 

I know it has to warm up again, but Autumn magic is on her way. September 22nd is the first day of Autumn. I love the feeling of coats and warm covers; reading books and watching informative TV shows.

I especially like Smoggie Catt seems to be enjoying the outside. I leave the backdoor cracked and she keeps going out, smelling the crisp outside air.

This Summer has been great. I'm thankful for everyone who was a part of it, but I strive in the grey rains. Bring it Portland; bring the magic. 

OOohhhh and I found a really magical acorn on the walk home last night. Probably the most magical one since arriving here.

Okay now I need to get dressed to go volunteer for MusicFestNW and I need to find some coffee. Definitely need to find some coffee; my thoughts feel scattered and I'm feeling too mellow to do real work. 

Today

• Pay rent
• Read a hefty portion of Thomas Jefferson biography
• See Deerhunter play at Crystal Ballroom
• Wait for the rain

Let's Try This Again

Honestly...

I had a multi paragraphed blog post about my current state of contentment with life even though there are still so many things I desire to accomplish. It was well written with grand conviction, but the blog didn't save. Oh well; here's an abbreviated version.

I am who I want to be and where I've wanted/needed to be for many years. There will always be new things to want to do, make, learn, buy, but life is how it needs to be. 

Life may not always go the pace you think, but take a deep breath and enjoy the ride.

I'm just ready for the cooler weather and Autumn leaves. I can smell it in the air. I think it'll be just the spark I need. 

I wish my other blog had saved, but this is roughly the point I was trying to get across.

I need to zone out to some music now. Goodnight Interwebs.